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spacing:0.2em;"><center>GENERAL INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3> | spacing:0.2em;"><center>GENERAL INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3> | ||
− | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;">Cora was born on the Steppe to the Qestir tribe. During an unusually violent attack she was rescued by a traveler, and for one unspoken reason or another he decided not to return the scared little ten-year-old to her people. He took her to his home in Gridania, called her Cora, and cared for her and educated her on his own, keeping her hidden away from the world for most of her teenage years. During this time she grew away from the Qestiri traditions and developed a familiarity with and attachment to all things Eorzean. | + | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;">Cora was born on the Steppe to the Qestir tribe. During an unusually violent attack she was rescued by a traveler, and for one unspoken reason or another he decided not to return the scared little ten-year-old to her people. He eventually took her to his home in Gridania, called her Cora, and cared for her and educated her on his own, keeping her hidden away from the world for most of her teenage years. During this time she grew away from the Qestiri traditions and developed a familiarity with and attachment to all things Eorzean. |
− | When her father failed to return home after a long absence, she was eventually forced to sell their house and venture out into the world. She found herself confronted with the difficulties of finding a place for herself alone, speechless in a speaking world. Some | + | When her father failed to return home after a long absence, she was eventually forced to sell their house and venture out into the world. She found herself confronted with the difficulties of finding a place for herself alone, speechless in a speaking world. Some were sympathetic, thinking her a mute, and would offered her aid or even temporary work in kitchens or on farms. Others tried to take advantage of her silence, and she rarely had anyone to turn to for help. Over time she found she had a talent for healing, and though she still hasn’t received any formal training, she practiced in private and developed her skills. Now she wanders, living off her dwindling saving, some discrete prostitution, and the small payment she receives from healing.</div></div> |
<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #000000;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px black;letter- | <h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #000000;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px black;letter- | ||
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Slight, short, and with eyes that shift seamlessly from uncertainty to perfect focus to an almost dazed dreaminess. Cora is ‘pretty’ rather than beautiful – she’s the kind of attractive where you might pass over her at first glance, but on the second find something worth noticing. | Slight, short, and with eyes that shift seamlessly from uncertainty to perfect focus to an almost dazed dreaminess. Cora is ‘pretty’ rather than beautiful – she’s the kind of attractive where you might pass over her at first glance, but on the second find something worth noticing. | ||
− | She dresses in mostly greens and dark colors, preferring loose yet slimming outfits – shirts and skirts that aren't too revealing and are well suited for continuous travel in cooler climates, usually having pockets and satchels for storage. She wears very little makeup except around the eyes, and she doesn’t seem to need it | + | She dresses in mostly greens and dark colors, preferring loose yet slimming outfits – shirts and skirts that aren't too revealing and are well suited for continuous travel in cooler climates, usually having pockets and satchels for storage. She wears very little makeup except around the eyes, and she doesn’t seem to need it. </div> |
<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;">Aspects That Stand Out: </div> | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;">Aspects That Stand Out: </div> | ||
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<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;">Reserved is one way to describe her, shy is another, though many think she’s rude. She’ll smile and nod and play along, take care of you if you need it, but she simply won’t speak to people, and she won’t even trust half of what they tell her, believing like any Qestir that something only spoken could easily be a lie. Unlike the typical Qestir however, she’s not opposed to speaking to people she grows to trust, at least in private. | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;">Reserved is one way to describe her, shy is another, though many think she’s rude. She’ll smile and nod and play along, take care of you if you need it, but she simply won’t speak to people, and she won’t even trust half of what they tell her, believing like any Qestir that something only spoken could easily be a lie. Unlike the typical Qestir however, she’s not opposed to speaking to people she grows to trust, at least in private. | ||
− | Beneath her guarded exterior however, she is both libidinous and romantic | + | Beneath her guarded exterior however, she is both libidinous and romantic with a sometimes self-destructive desire to please others at her own expense. She has a habit of following her emotions before anything, though she desperately tries to think things through first, and while she might seem comfortable with being alone, she’s always searching for a few true friends or a lover she needs no distance from. |
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<div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''D I S L I K E S'''</center></div></span></h3> | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''D I S L I K E S'''</center></div></span></h3> | ||
− | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Stories.''' Sometimes entertaining, but usually | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Stories.''' Sometimes entertaining, sometimes true, but usually little more than long, detailed lies.</font></div> |
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Crowds.''' She’s happy to sit quietly in the background, and she likes to have someone she knows beside her who can deflect attention away from her.</font></div> | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Crowds.''' She’s happy to sit quietly in the background, and she likes to have someone she knows beside her who can deflect attention away from her.</font></div> | ||
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: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#000000;">'''Reading poetry'''. Usually in secret.</font></div> | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#000000;">'''Reading poetry'''. Usually in secret.</font></div> | ||
− | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''People | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''People watching'''</font></div> |
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>" ."</i></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>" ."</i></div> | ||
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Her rescuer and her kidnapper. While she saw her biological parents die in front of her, she still has no idea if the rest of her family survived, and Peytr probably didn’t try and find out. He attached to Cora | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Her rescuer and her kidnapper. While she saw her biological parents die in front of her, she still has no idea if the rest of her family survived, and Peytr probably didn’t try and find out. He attached to Cora somewhat obsessively, as a replacement for his sister who passed away, and he even gave her his sister’s name. He may have been flawed, but Cora believes he was a good father, and she has long since forgiven him.</div> |
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<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">'' ''</div></div> | <div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">'' ''</div></div> | ||
:<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''If someone is in desperate need of a healer, and they either can’t afford it or are in some kind of trouble or otherwise can’t risk exposure, Cora will offer her services and her discretion. Need long term care? She’ll help without complaint, all she’d want is a place to stay and food to eat and whatever reward you can afford.''</div></div> | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''If someone is in desperate need of a healer, and they either can’t afford it or are in some kind of trouble or otherwise can’t risk exposure, Cora will offer her services and her discretion. Need long term care? She’ll help without complaint, all she’d want is a place to stay and food to eat and whatever reward you can afford.''</div></div> | ||
− | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''Cora currently has no intention of returning to the Qestir tribe | + | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''Cora currently has no intention of returning to the Qestir tribe or to the full traditions of the Qestir – half of which she has forgotten. If she were to be confronted by a genuine Qestir from the Steppe, she might struggle under that kind of direct pressure. Even their presence might make her uncomfortable, as she sometimes considers herself a false Qestir.''</div></div> |
:<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''When she returns to a city, or when she stops by a small town, she’s always in need of a place to stay. Although she can usually afford to stay in inns, she’s effectively homeless and can occasionally be found sleeping in hidden corners of the city, or on the sides of roads.''</div></div> | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''When she returns to a city, or when she stops by a small town, she’s always in need of a place to stay. Although she can usually afford to stay in inns, she’s effectively homeless and can occasionally be found sleeping in hidden corners of the city, or on the sides of roads.''</div></div> | ||
:<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''Because she usually travels alone, and because she tends to rush to people’s aid regardless of risk to herself, she might be taken advantage of by people with darker motives.''</div></div> | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''Because she usually travels alone, and because she tends to rush to people’s aid regardless of risk to herself, she might be taken advantage of by people with darker motives.''</div></div> | ||
<div align=justify><div style="padding:0px 10px; font-size:16px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver;">'''Character Lore Adherence'''</div></div> | <div align=justify><div style="padding:0px 10px; font-size:16px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver;">'''Character Lore Adherence'''</div></div> | ||
− | <div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">''I | + | <div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">''I like try and keep to the lore, but I’m not an expert myself. In the end however, it’s all about play, and I don’t take it too seriously.''</div></div> |
:<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''I don’t really like the idea of “instant” healing, if that helps. I think there should be time for recovery, except for minor scrapes and bruises.''</div></div> | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ ''I don’t really like the idea of “instant” healing, if that helps. I think there should be time for recovery, except for minor scrapes and bruises.''</div></div> | ||
Revision as of 15:47, 8 September 2017
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Cora was born on the Steppe to the Qestir tribe. During an unusually violent attack she was rescued by a traveler, and for one unspoken reason or another he decided not to return the scared little ten-year-old to her people. He eventually took her to his home in Gridania, called her Cora, and cared for her and educated her on his own, keeping her hidden away from the world for most of her teenage years. During this time she grew away from the Qestiri traditions and developed a familiarity with and attachment to all things Eorzean.
When her father failed to return home after a long absence, she was eventually forced to sell their house and venture out into the world. She found herself confronted with the difficulties of finding a place for herself alone, speechless in a speaking world. Some were sympathetic, thinking her a mute, and would offered her aid or even temporary work in kitchens or on farms. Others tried to take advantage of her silence, and she rarely had anyone to turn to for help. Over time she found she had a talent for healing, and though she still hasn’t received any formal training, she practiced in private and developed her skills. Now she wanders, living off her dwindling saving, some discrete prostitution, and the small payment she receives from healing.
Slight, short, and with eyes that shift seamlessly from uncertainty to perfect focus to an almost dazed dreaminess. Cora is ‘pretty’ rather than beautiful – she’s the kind of attractive where you might pass over her at first glance, but on the second find something worth noticing. She dresses in mostly greens and dark colors, preferring loose yet slimming outfits – shirts and skirts that aren't too revealing and are well suited for continuous travel in cooler climates, usually having pockets and satchels for storage. She wears very little makeup except around the eyes, and she doesn’t seem to need it.Aspects That Stand Out:
Reserved is one way to describe her, shy is another, though many think she’s rude. She’ll smile and nod and play along, take care of you if you need it, but she simply won’t speak to people, and she won’t even trust half of what they tell her, believing like any Qestir that something only spoken could easily be a lie. Unlike the typical Qestir however, she’s not opposed to speaking to people she grows to trust, at least in private.
Beneath her guarded exterior however, she is both libidinous and romantic with a sometimes self-destructive desire to please others at her own expense. She has a habit of following her emotions before anything, though she desperately tries to think things through first, and while she might seem comfortable with being alone, she’s always searching for a few true friends or a lover she needs no distance from.
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