Difference between revisions of "Drohkya Dotharl"
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| − | ::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> One thing is immediately apparent about Drohkya based on her attire. Black is her favorite color. Whether is be clothing or armor, it is always primarily black in color. She has taken a liking to Eorzean formal wear. No matter where she goes or what the occasion is, Drohkya will always have a weapon or two on her person. Despite their frequent use, both Drohkya's armor and her weapons are meticulously well kept | + | ::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> One thing is immediately apparent about Drohkya based on her attire. Black is her favorite color. Whether is be clothing or armor, it is always primarily black in color. She has taken a liking to Eorzean formal wear. No matter where she goes or what the occasion is, Drohkya will always have a weapon or two on her person. Despite their frequent use, both Drohkya's armor and her weapons are meticulously well kept to the point where it is almost hard to believe that they are ever used at all. </div> |
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| − | ::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Drohkya is polite and well-spoken in the company of strangers. She is always happy to lend an ear (so to speak) to a troubled person and offer them advice. | + | ::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Drohkya is polite and well-spoken in the company of strangers. She is always happy to lend an ear (so to speak) to a troubled person and offer them advice. Drohkya tends to smile a lot, though it can sometimes be hard to tell if the smiles are genuine or not. </div> |
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| − | ::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Drohkya believes that life exists to be enjoyed | + | ::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;"> Drohkya believes that life exists to be enjoyed so naturally, she is hedonistic in her approach to life. Her desires are very different from those of the average hedonist, however. It goes without saying that she is quite selfish as well. Her own needs and desires come before those of anyone else. </div> |
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: ● Aesthetically pleasing architecture | : ● Aesthetically pleasing architecture | ||
: ● Interesting masks | : ● Interesting masks | ||
| − | : ● Listening | + | : ● Listening to people talk |
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<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#999999;font-family:Georgia;border-bottom:1px;border-bottom:1px dotted;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-variant: small-caps;"><center>'''Weapon Training'''</center></div> | <div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#999999;font-family:Georgia;border-bottom:1px;border-bottom:1px dotted;letter-spacing:0.2em;font-variant: small-caps;"><center>'''Weapon Training'''</center></div> | ||
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| − | : <b>Mastery: | + | : <b>Mastery: Heavy weapons</b> |
| − | : <b>Expert: | + | : <b>Expert: Light weapons, Unarmed</b> |
: <b>Average: Firearms, Archery, Polearms </b> | : <b>Average: Firearms, Archery, Polearms </b> | ||
: <b>Novice: Misc. weapons </b> | : <b>Novice: Misc. weapons </b> | ||
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: ● '''Self Enhancement:''' Drohkya uses her internal aether to strength her body beyond what it would normally be capable of, allowing her to wield her heavy two handed weapons with the same speed and efficiency as a lighter one handed weapon. | : ● '''Self Enhancement:''' Drohkya uses her internal aether to strength her body beyond what it would normally be capable of, allowing her to wield her heavy two handed weapons with the same speed and efficiency as a lighter one handed weapon. | ||
| − | : ● '''Blood Magic:''' A discipline that Drohkya has begun delving into. She is able to use it to leech the aether present in blood to heal her own wounds. She is not able use it to heal anyone but herself, however. Drohkya has yet to display any of its offensive capabilities, if it has any at all. | + | : ● '''Blood Magic:''' A discipline that Drohkya has begun delving into. She is able to use it to leech the aether present in blood to heal her own wounds or strengthen herself. She is not able use it to heal anyone but herself, however. Drohkya has yet to display any of its offensive capabilities, if it has any at all. |
| − | : ● '''Physical Mimicry:''' If a technique involves the use of the body, chances are that Drohkya can mimic and learn | + | : ● '''Physical Mimicry:''' If a technique involves the use of the body, chances are that Drohkya can accurately mimic its movements and use the technique herself. Things such as the use of aether or other unseen components of a technique may be lost on her but at the very least she will still be able to learn the physical components. |
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| − | : <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; font-family:Georgia;"> I am usually pretty basic with my emotes by default. I'll only change to be as descriptive as the other person. | + | : <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; font-family:Georgia;"> I am usually pretty basic and to the point with my emotes by default. I'll only change to be as descriptive as the other person. |
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| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">Drohkya was born into the Dotharl tribe of the Azim Steppes. She lived a relatively normal life there after being stripped of her fear of death as all Dotharl children are. She spent much of her | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">Drohkya was born into the Dotharl tribe of the Azim Steppes. She lived a relatively normal life there after being stripped of her fear of death as all Dotharl children are. She spent much of her childhood training with her chosen weapon, a heavy two handed blade. Eventually she was old enough to join the others in battle. In her first battle Drohkya got her first taste of death, a taste that will come to define her life. The young Drohkya continued following her warband from battle to battle, picking up a love of crafting masks along the way. </font></div><br> |
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| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> Drohkya's life continued as it always had. She developed a reputation for being a ferocious mask wearing warrior as she grew up. All was well until one disastrous raid that would change Drohkya's life forever. The raid was supposed to be a fairly easy one. One that would not even require the full might of their warband. Drohkya was sent with a handful of other warriors to raid a small passing clan. Unfortunately Drohkya's warleader underestimated the Chieftain of that clan. The chieftain was prepared and set an ambush of his own. Drohkya and the other warriors fought ferociously but they fell one by one to the chieftain's superior numbers. Drohkya herself killed many of them, sustaining wound after wound in the attempt. She knew her end was drawing near and saw an opportunity to take the chieftain with her. She leapt at him for a final strike but it was not to be. He struck a well placed blow to Drohkya's chest and she finally fell. Drohkya looked up at the sky, unable to move anymore. Despite her many wounds, she was not in pain. Rather than pain, she was filled with joy. She closed her eyes as the battle continued to rage around her, | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> Drohkya's life continued as it always had for a time. She developed a reputation for being a ferocious mask wearing warrior as she grew up. All was well and normal until one disastrous raid that would change Drohkya's life forever. The raid was supposed to be a fairly easy one. One that would not even require the full might of their warband. Drohkya was sent with a handful of other warriors to raid a small passing clan. Unfortunately Drohkya's warleader underestimated the Chieftain of that clan. The chieftain was prepared and set an ambush of his own. Drohkya and the other warriors fought ferociously but they fell one by one to the chieftain's superior numbers. Drohkya herself killed many of them, sustaining wound after wound in the attempt. She knew her end was drawing near and saw an opportunity to take the chieftain with her. She leapt at him for a final strike but it was not to be. He struck a well placed blow to Drohkya's chest and she finally fell. Drohkya looked up at the sky, unable to move anymore. Despite her many wounds, she was not in pain. Rather than pain, she was filled with joy. She closed her eyes as the battle continued to rage around her, ready to accept death. |
| − | But she later reopened her eyes. She woke up inside of a tent with her wounds tended to. | + | But she later reopened her eyes. She woke up inside of a tent with her wounds tended to. She was picked up by a passing tribe that stopped to scavenge the aftermath of the battle and found that one of the bodies was still breathing. The healer explained to her that she had been asleep for several days. They went on to explain other parts of Drohkya's current condition but she was distracted with an observation of her own. She was thinking clearly. More clearly than ever before in her life. It was as though all background thoughts and noises were gone. Drohkya had plenty of time to mull it over, as it would be several more days before she was able to comfortably walk again. She thought about returning to her warband once she was better but decided against it after meeting Shudarga. He was unusual and interesting to her, enough to make her put off going back. She stayed with the tribe for nearly a year, taking the role of one of their hunters during her time there. Eventually she decided that it was time to leave. She knew that she could not take Shudarga back to her warband. He was weak and frail. He would not be suited for life among the Dotharl. Instead she chose to leave the steppes entirely. After some time of searching, Drohkya and Shudarga managed to find Eorzean sailors who would take them to Eorzea in exchange for their horse. |
| − | Drohkya learned about the place they were going and the people that inhabit that land from the kindly first mate of their ship. They had several stops to make before reaching their final destination | + | Drohkya learned about the place they were going and the people that inhabit that land from the kindly first mate of their ship. They had several stops to make before reaching their final destination so the first mate took the time to teach them the language spoken there as well. After some time sailing from port to port they reached Limsa Lominsa, their final destination and they parted ways. Drohkya decided to take the advice of the first mate and try and get work as a sellsword. Eventually she managed to find a form of permanent employment with a mage by the name of Mirashka in Thanalan. Drohkya learned a lot about magic and how to combat mages during this time and made many contacts who would prove to be useful in the future. |
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| − | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">Drohkya worked for Mirashka for nearly two years before the mage finally decided that she had no more use for a sellsword on retainer | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">Drohkya worked for Mirashka for nearly two years before the mage finally decided that she had no more use for a sellsword on retainer so they parted ways on friendly terms. Drohkya went on to join a mercenary company soon after the parting. Her timing could not have been better, the war for Ala Mhigo began several months later. Drohkya held the rank of lieutenant in the company at the time and had her own troops to lead into battles. Unfortunately for Drohkya, the good times were not to last. Not too long about the end of the war, the company disbanded and she was once again an independent mercenary. </font></div> |
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Combat, Abilities & Weaponry
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History History Disclaimer: Drohkya's early history would probably be unknown to anyone who she did not tell it to herself.
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