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| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">Olixandre was born on a ship in the middle of a La Noscan hurricane. The product of an unconventional love affair between seaside witch Alessandre and rogue “sailor of opportunity” Oliver Blaque, Olix was born into a tiny makeshift family that was doomed from the start. All was well for the first few years, never mind her having been kept to her mother’s tiny hut on the outskirts of La Nosca. Eventually, the sea called Oliver away, thus ending the temporary union of Olix’s unlikely parents. Olix would know little besides those stormy shores for years to come.</font></div> |
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| + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">Alessandre was a legend among sailors and merchants alike--elusive and alluring, terrifying and fascinating, but to Olixandre she was just a mother who had no idea how to mother alone. Overprotective despite her emotional distance, Alessandre forbade Olix from the more populated areas of La Nosca. She rarely allowed Olix to see her father when he was in town, and when she did the visits were restricted to the swamps and country. Where Alessandre was cold, Oliver was warm--a decent father for what he was, knowing his choices prevented him from being there for Olix in the way he wanted to. Olix's life would fall into a pattern of shadowing her mother for weeks on end save for the one weekend a month Oliver docked in Lominsa until somewhere around her thirteenth year, when Oliver's visits stopped.</font></div> | ||
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| + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">Whatever happened between Oliver's absence and the present, Olixandre doesn't explain. Condemned to a life of solitude and unanswered questions, Olix came of age paying careful attention to her mother's practices. She learned how to summon and how to cast easily, taking to practicing in her matchbox of a bedroom. Nymbus, her small rat summon, was born somewhere in those years--a creature she had to constantly hide from her mother's attention. To this day, the two are inseparable.</font></div> | ||
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| + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">Alessandre, much like Olix's father, vanished without a word some few years ago. She spent her most recent years in the company of her paternal uncle--a retired sailor who ran a pub just outside of Limsa Lominsa. While life with William Blaque was comfortable enough as he is possibly the healthiest and most consistent of her relationships, Olixandre eventually found herself saving her gil in order to go out and find her flighty mother. So one day, with only a note on the kitchen table, Olixandre managed enough for an airship to Ul'Dah. This is where her real story begins.</font></div> | ||
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Revision as of 12:19, 14 June 2016
■ RACE & CLAN... Hyur. One part Highland, three parts Midland. Traces of Keeper. ■ GENDER... Female ■ AGE... Nineteen ■ NAMEDAY... 22nd Sun, 4th Umbral Moon. ■ ORIENTATION... Heterosexual |
■ BIRTHPLACE... Somewhere on the Rhotano sea. ■ RESIDENCE... The Aethertide Ventures Estate ■ OCCUPATION... Witch ■ PATRON DEITY... Atheist ■ HEIGHT & WEIGHT... 5 Fulms, 120 Ponze ■ ALIGNMENT... Chaotic Neutral [1]. |
Her size and mild case of naivete have nothing to do with her skill as a combatant. While she is very much green compared to the mercenaries and footsoldiers of the cities, she is relatively talented for one her age. Having grown up in the shadow of one of the areas most well known witches, magic and alchemy is second nature to her. While the teachings of her father and, later, her uncle helped her learn her way around knives and daggers, she is far from proficient in melee combat. Because of that training, however, she is most comfortable casting with her hands. She focuses her aether into hand-pieces of her own haphazard invention, allowing her to cast quickly and naturally. She has relatively good aim and is quick on her feet, able to think well under pressure.
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