Baeyl Teken'ghym

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Gender	Female
Race	Elezen
Clan	Duskwight
Citizenship	Gridania
Age	36
Sexuality	Heterosexual
Occupation	Thaumaturge (Harpist?)
Height/Weight	6'3" / 171 ponze
Birthdate	11th Sun of the Sixth Astral Moon
Patron Diety	Nald'Thal

Basic Info

Likes ■ Flowers ■ Birds, esp. Owls ■ Music and Dancing ■ Fencing ■ Precious Gemstones

Dislikes ■ Voidsent ■ Black Magic ■ Diremites ■ Unreliable information

Other ■ ■ ■ ■ ■

Appearance & Personality

Tall, willowy, and graceful, Baeyl has a body not unlike a dancer's. However, spending the better part of seven years struggling for survival has left her undernourished and more frail in appearance than she would be at a healthier state. Her eyes are a striking warm yellow color, almost seeming to glow in low light conditions, if one didn't know better. Long, thick hair which used to be closer to silver in color has prematurely dulled, with patches of yellow among the grey. Her skin is charcoal grey, dark even by Duskwight standards. She has a delicately featured face with thin lips and good cheekbones.

Known History

Born and raised in a Duskwight settlement in subterranean caverns beneath Wellwick Wood, Baeyl is descended from a proud line of Thaumaturges. Taking up the art herself as a very young age, she grew to be a capable caster in her own right, serving as some sort of community guard in her settlement. Her training, interestingly, was not exclusive to the study of magic and included dance, harp playing, and fencing. She worked in tandem with other Thaumaturges and scouts to protect the settlement from the threat of vilekin, seedkin, and voidsent who would encroach on their otherwise peaceful existence.

Her settlement was all but destroyed in the wake of the Calamity, buried beneath collapsed ceilings from above and magma surges from below, in the lower chambers. Baeyl survived the event with only a crushed right arm, and she and a small group of other survivors pulled together to escape to the surface. With their homes, families, and entire culture erased from existence, the survivors had little time to mourn their losses. They had to find what would be the best way to survive in the strange, terrifying, perilous world of upper Eorzea.

As they uncertainly made their way in this new world, their numbers dwindled at the hands of illness and interpersonal turmoil. Baeyl found that it was dangerous to practice her Thaumaturgy openly in the Twelveswood, and that even among members of different Duskwight clans, the world was hostile and unwelcoming to refugees. The course of events over the past 6 years remain unclear, as Baeyl will be very hard pressed to discuss them, but at some point, she learned to bow hunt for survival. At another point, she worked with others in attempts to reclaim territory in Duskwight ruins scattered throughout Eorzea, including Gelmorra, Tam-Tara Deepcroft, and even Toto-Rak. Finding little ground to be gained from these ventures, and realizing that the past could not be reconstructed from rubble, she eventually turned her efforts towards trying to accept Eorzea as her permanent new home. She now is seeking to serve as a good example in the ranks of adventurers, to hopefully help cultivate a better perception of both Duskwights and Thaumaturgy in others.

Miscellaneous

• Baeyl has a slight delay in her right arm and has lost some range of motion with it. Out of necessity, she has become more proficient with her left in combat situations, but she is not ambidextrous.

• Her casting staff, Chimera, conceals a mythrite rapier inside its shaft. The material of the staff is some kind of woody substance with a peculiar grain and some kind of special treatment for appearance and durability. It is the last thing she has from her home, and it was likely constructed from materials and techniques exclusive to that particular settlement.

• Baeyl frowns upon Thaumaturges who corrupt themselves by delving into The Black and feels very strongly about how they give Thaumaturgy a bad name.

Rumors Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC! ◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard) ■ "She pretty much just keeps to herself and does what she's told. Very perceptive. A little heavy with her formalities, but she did her duty as our guard just splendidly." -- Elezen historian ■ "It's easy to forget she's there with how quiet she is, but if she finds out you're educated on something she's completely clueless about, prepare to get your ears chewed off. You'd think she'd never seen a rose before in her life, the way she carried on." -- Midlander Botanist ■ "I think we took her into custody once? I can't remember. I'm not prejudiced, but all Duskwights pretty much look the same to me...I mean, she is pretty. You know. For a Duskie. What were we talking about?" -- Wood Wailer ◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear) ■ "I remember that lady! She's super nice! She showed me a nice dance and she helped me pick flowers for my momma's nameday! They were purple!" -- Gridanian child" ■ "There's a harp player all dressed up from head to toe who hangs around Buscarron's sometimes. Tall, thin, has a mask with an owl's face. I hear they're really a Duskie, so mind your coin around them." -- Loitering bowman ■ "Stupid grey bitch was tryin' to sound like she was smart or something, but she shut up real quick once I knocked her around a bit. Didn't even try an' stand up for herself. Just sat there and took it. S'what she gets, tryin' to act like she's better n' everyone else. Needs to be put in her place an' reminded she's a spineless rat like th' rest of 'em Greys are." -- Brutish Midlander ◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard) ■ "Believe it or not, that one there used to roll with them Redbellies. Split on account a' some politics goin' south between them. Ain't my place to air out her dirty laundry, but she's come around honest, ya hear? So don't you go givin' her trouble. I don't tolerate no harassin' of women in my bar." -- Buscarron ■ "I thought the Somnus would have gotten her by now." - Duskwight street rat ◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players) ■ ■ ■ ■

Relations ♥ Romantic Interest    ♥ Platonic Love     ● Good Standing   ● Uncertain Standing   ● Neutral Standing   ● Poor Standing ♥ 'Opal' : A small, scrawny black kitten whom Baeyl has taken a shine to. ♥ Gwannes Oskwell : In spite of apprehensions and uncertanties from both parties, Baeyl has grown very attached to this kind lancer very quickly. She only prays that she may do right by him. ● L'tahira Ohan : Unexpectedly becoming Baeyl's surrogate daughter with a tail. She has found enjoyment in gently coaching and encouraging this energetic young Miqo'te, and she finds her seemingly boundless, upbeat energy to be refreshing. ● Edda Vincents : While initially uncertain of the younger Thaumaturge, Baeyl wishes to be closer with her and seems to be one of the few who genuinely enjoys Edda's company. She reminds Baeyl of someone who was once precious to her.

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