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<div align=center><div style="padding:10px 0px; background: #0B2265;font-size:16px;color:#e0dcce;font-family:Courier;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px black">'''B A C K S T O R Y'''</div></div> | <div align=center><div style="padding:10px 0px; background: #0B2265;font-size:16px;color:#e0dcce;font-family:Courier;text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px black">'''B A C K S T O R Y'''</div></div> | ||
| − | :'' | + | <big><big><big><big>History</big></big></big></big> |
| + | :''This is the lore for this particular OC, things can and will change as time goes on. Everything in the past has been spoilered to retain space.'' | ||
<spoiler>:<big><big><big>I Wanna Be Your Canary - Before Calamity</big></big></big> | <spoiler>:<big><big><big>I Wanna Be Your Canary - Before Calamity</big></big></big> | ||
::Elliot never had much of a family, he was born to a young couple who were living within the Twelveswood, the woman a conjurer, the man an ex-performer for a travelling troupe that will be expanded upon at a later moment. He was an only child and, as such, lived a life of solitude within the wood's arboreal walls although he did have friends in Gridania, so it wasn't an entirely lonely existence with his parents. In fact, he had a rather decent life, having been taught to read and write by his parents and more besides, it wouldn't take many years, however, before a spot of trouble befalls the family. | ::Elliot never had much of a family, he was born to a young couple who were living within the Twelveswood, the woman a conjurer, the man an ex-performer for a travelling troupe that will be expanded upon at a later moment. He was an only child and, as such, lived a life of solitude within the wood's arboreal walls although he did have friends in Gridania, so it wasn't an entirely lonely existence with his parents. In fact, he had a rather decent life, having been taught to read and write by his parents and more besides, it wouldn't take many years, however, before a spot of trouble befalls the family. | ||
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::Naturally, the gang of thieves decide to use it to improve their theatre game after Elliot tinkers around with spare parts they’d find lying around and finding that they can use it for special effects to make their performances that much better. And being able to draw more attention to their performances will allow them to let their hidden front go through undetected. It’s perfect. | ::Naturally, the gang of thieves decide to use it to improve their theatre game after Elliot tinkers around with spare parts they’d find lying around and finding that they can use it for special effects to make their performances that much better. And being able to draw more attention to their performances will allow them to let their hidden front go through undetected. It’s perfect. | ||
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| − | ::And it was perfect. Their heightened performances began to surge them in popularity to the point where they were doing more legitimate works than they did stealing from the rich. Of course, they only get paid meagre amounts, so they did have to paw some goods from the rich folks of Ul’Dah while they weren’t looking. It’s worth to note that those acting as thieves for the job are masked so as to conceal their identities and this gave the | + | ::And it was perfect. Their heightened performances began to surge them in popularity to the point where they were doing more legitimate works than they did stealing from the rich. Of course, they only get paid meagre amounts, so they did have to paw some goods from the rich folks of Ul’Dah while they weren’t looking. It’s worth to note that those acting as thieves for the job are masked so as to conceal their identities and this gave the Brass Blades a headache as they had to deal with royals and the wealthy complaining to them day in and day out about missing and stolen goods. One day, though… their troupe stole from the wrong person and what happened next isn’t exactly pretty. |
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| + | :<big><big><big>Breaking Boundaries - During Calamity to A Realm Reborn</big></big></big> | ||
| + | ::Well, the calamity really hit people pretty hard, our travelling troupe also was a victim of such a calamity, losing a caravan, a few chocobos, and their handlers to a seemingly random meteor that was sent flying from the Fields of Carteneau. This really set the group back severely as getting a hold of transportation was near difficult with their new-found fame, which eventually dwindled as the years went by. Elliot, at the time, was still studying the magitek with some of the engineers in the troupe and attempting to find newer and better ways to improve their performances, both on stage and in the shadows. It doesn't help that, in recent times, security has been ramped up and the gil hoard that they once had would slowly dwindle overtime despite everyone's best efforts. Nothing was getting done and the troupe decided to have one last hurrah before disbanding, hosting a spectacle of the ages, as they advertised, inviting any and all who would listen.<br /> | ||
| + | ::And, on top of this, there was one last job that, conveniently, came up around that time from an anonymous person. There was supposedly a caravan containing rare and valuable goods making its way through Thanalan and the employer asked for a specific set of thieves to raid it and bring it to a remote part of Thanalan, the Sagolii Desert. Elliot, the aforementioned Miqo'te girl, the troupe's leader, and a Roegadyn were amongst the ones selected. With only days left to prepare, the leader enacted an acting leader to take his place while he and the others go out to raid the caravan while the play is ongoing.<br /> | ||
| + | ::The day eventually arrives, a theatre within Ul'Dah was rented out for the formerly travelling troupe's last hurrah and they've managed to gather a rather decently sized crowd made up of many different monetary classes; the rich, the poor, the middle, all were here to send off the troupe. Meanwhile, when the night fell, the play was a foot, both on stage and in the shadows. The caravan raid went off without a hitch, in fact, one could say that it went a little too well, the chocobo leading the caravan was seemingly unafraid of the approaching rogues and the merchant peddling these rare wares was all too easily willing to give up his goods in exchange for his freedom. There were no guards or anything, it was way too easy and yet, everyone seems to not notice this, except for, well, Elliot who recognizes the trope in play and attempted to tell the others to exercise caution as they made their way to Sagolii Desert to meet with their employer to obtain their reward.<br /> | ||
| + | ::And that's when everything began to fall apart, suddenly, the theatre went up in blazes thanks to a faulty piece of tech, injuring many people, especially audience members, and, in the desert, well, a rather large group of shady folk surrounded the light party and, as it turns out, in a sad twist of fate, the employer happened to be none other than the acting leader, the very man that they stole from who had quite a bit of underground connections. As it turns out, they've been tracking the group for quite some time now, many, many moons at that, and now that they're being disbanded, what better way to send them off than to send their best and brightest thieves back into the aether? As for the others, well, the blades are going to be involved and, well, they're going to take the blame for committing arson.<br /> | ||
| + | ::A fight breaks out, the enraged leader conjuring up a storm of stones and water while the others fend off the would-be assassins, what's more is that some of the folk they were fighting looked quite a bit like those from the troupe, even those had been with them for years. How amusing it must be to see the troupe fight amongst themselves at their final hour. Swords were swung, bullets were shot, daggers were slashed, spells of all kinds were tossed to and fro. The outcome was never truly clear but, according to some eyewitnesses who had happened to find the ensuing battle, there was a huge aetherial explosion and then, silence. Those who arrived after the explosion found a scene of many collapsed bodies, the number of casualties are unclear but it was clear that Elliot was among the survivors, although out cold, his weapon blown to bits and pieces.<br /> | ||
| + | ::After that day, The Shining Opal Theatrical Wanderers were found out to be nothing more than mere thieves, their reputation tarnished amongst the rich and wealthy, many members were taken into custody and others still had fled to parts unknown and eventually, their shining light shines no more, disappearing into the annals of history.<br /> | ||
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| + | :<big><big><big>Flames Burn Immortal - A Realm Reborn</big></big></big> | ||
| + | ::Elliot was eventually able to recover from the ordeal, although it had costed him severely. The exposure to a lot of fire-based aether had rendered his voice useless and his face received a scarring after pieces of his gun scratched at his face after the explosive flare that had happened that day. On top of that, he had found himself unable to use aether in a magical way, although it was said that the exposure to aether, while it may have played a part in it, isn't the true cause or, at least, some conjurers believe that to be the case anyway. During the time with the troupe, his parents were able to live out their lives peacefully, although they eventually passed away around the same time the boy was assaulted, records say. This left the boy homeless and without anyone to go back to. The troupe was disgraced and disbanded and he was trapped in Ul'dah for the time being due to his wounds.<br /> | ||
| + | ::While the boy was first suspected to be a part of the troupe of thieves, he, and eventually, the troupe itself, was eventually let go from custody by a mysterious benefactor and pardoned under the pretence that he perform what amounted to service to the community under the banner of the Immortal Flames's Free Brigade. Essentially, he was to become an adventurer. Payment came in the form of extremely basic lodgings and a small amount of gil. Eventually, he would come to find himself under a new banner, Reclaimed Fortune, a free company run by an Au Ra woman named Odtsetseg Gan. Things eventually began to look up for the boy. | ||
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| + | <big><big><big><big>Present Day</big></big></big></big> | ||
| + | :<big><big><big>A Voice - Heavensward</big></big></big> | ||
| + | ::Years later, the boy's life couldn't really be any better than it is right now. Working under the Reclaimed Fortune banner had helped him hone his past thievery skills in the name of property reclamation and has enabled him to pursue his hobby of mechanics once again. Right now, at this time, the boy had managed to reclaim his deceased parent's home, an apartment, in Lily Hills and has now found himself associating with a free company known as The Wandering Tonberries, lead by one [[Flynt Knoltros]] alongside [[Ritsu Arlow|Ritsu Knoltros]]. What will happen beyond here? Maybe he'll eventually find a way to reclaim his voice, his power, or maybe he might find his old troupe members, his old friends. They have to be somewhere, out there.<br /><br /> | ||
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:* Ishgard, normally around the Skysteel Manufactory | :* Ishgard, normally around the Skysteel Manufactory | ||
:* The Hermit's Hovel | :* The Hermit's Hovel | ||
| + | :* Lavender Beds, Ward 8 Subdivision, Apartment #38 | ||
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= OOC Info = | = OOC Info = | ||
Revision as of 13:05, 28 September 2016
Contents[edit]
D E S C R I P T I O N
L I K E S
A N D D I S L I K E S
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B A C K S T O R Y History
Quests ("Stories") Accepted:
♥ Romantic Attraction – ♥ Attraction – ♥ Platonic Love – ♥ Family – ✔ Business – ✖ Deceased – ● Positive – ● Negative – ● Neutral – ≈ Unsure R E L A T I O N S H I P S Relations (NPC)
Relations (PC)
M A J O R S K I L L S
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