Lafiaht Dwinani

Lafiaht Dwinani
Gender	Female
Race	Miqo’te
Clan	Keepers of the Moon
Citizenship	Shroud born
Age	21
Marital Status	Single
Occupation	Arcanist, criminal, pain in the ass.
Height	5 fulm

♦Appearance

With a grayed tinge to her coloration and the desaturated colors in her clothing Lafiaht seems to suck up all the color hanging around her. She has a softly lined face, high of cheekbones with a small nose and large even lips that give way to a smile set with knives. Her fangs clearly denote Keeper heritage but her filed lateral incisors imply brutality. Sitting similar to her smile are sharp eyes, thinner and smaller than what’s oft found on a Miqo’te, with a coloration so pale one could liken it to a dead man’s stare. If one is willing to look past her eerie countenance they might find someone objectively pretty. Maybe.

Standing at five fulm the cat isn’t much in the way of physically imposing. Her bare arms have a light layer of fat masking muscle that becomes apparent when tensed. Her hands are small but proportionate to the rest of her and her fingers end in carefully maintained “claws”. She’s almost comically pair in shape, having thinly sloped shoulders and a modest bust in contrast to wide hips and strong thighs.

In current her hair has been sliced into a choppy and uneven cut. Lafiaht probably had a fight with a pair of scissors and lost.

♦Personality

Do what makes for the better story. Freedom above all else.

It’s hard to tell what the cat will do next without knowing her well. For her the world is a game who’s rules are changing constantly. Often times she likes to feel a person out, asking the “right” kind of questions and digging in gentle jibes to see what she can get from them. Evasive in language and unwilling to give much away Lafiaht happily takes on roles other people place on her but will happily open up further to people who are smart enough to realize what she’s doing.

Ever a sucker for the underdog Lafiaht is quick to kick the pedestal of those on a higher standing so those at the bottom can climb up the rubble. This doesn’t mean that everything she does is inherently good but, usually, her intentions are. After all, the road to hell is paved with them and there’s something dark and threatening about the cat when she speaks of Gridania.

In cases that interest her Lafiaht can be kind and compassionate. One might seek to find a good friend in the Keeper but. . . The Keeper certainly isn't looking for good friends. Despite wanting "fix" the various situations she finds Lafiaht is a good example of being too free spirited. The idea of having obligations and others relying on her os terrifying and once someone comes even a fraction past arm's length she's prone to pushing them further away.

Biography

Getting Lafiaht to part with information about her life prior to arriving in Limsa has the same difficulty to satisfaction ratio as trying to find a needle in a box of nails.

What she does share is that her childhood was particularly brutal and far from the cushy comforts of modern living. Considering modern living in Eorzea this should speak volumes. While it’s unclear where Lafi means by “deep in the Shroud where the sun doesn’t shine” it’s safe to assume that she lived a a ways away from Gridania in a Keeper clan.

Sometime during her early adolescent years her tribe “picked the wrong fight” and were faced with assimilating into Gridania or death. The unlawfulness of the action fell on blind eyes and deaf ears. Be it through fear or certainty things could get better Lafiaht and her more immediate family chose to stay alive where they were then placed into an indentured servitude. They’d done “damage” and needed to repay in work.

Life in Limsa

Lafiaht arrived in Limsa Lominsa with a bruised fist and a grimoire that wasn't hers.

The Keeper soaked up aetheric and arcane knowledge like a sponge, more than pleased to devote all her time to the art. Her teachers and fellow students might’ve described her as friendly if not a tad aggressive. Some might’ve said she was too ambitious. Others might’ve believed she was just the right amount. Either way she got so wrapped up in the art that she found herself flat broke and kicked out of her inn room.

It was during a brief stint with homelessness that the stray Keeper was found by Neily Frithwyck. He must have been feeling particularly generous that day. Maybe it was the dejected look on her face. Maybe it was the rain. Maybe it was because he’s inherently nicer to women. Probably all three. Either way, he took her in and set her up with a job as a waitress in a seedy Limsan bar.

Present

After struggles with keeping the bar afloat Neily decided that their business prospects were better in Ul'dah. Not thrilled but certainly not disagreeing Lafiaht followed along with plans to get a new bar started up in the sands.

In recent her partner has dropped out on her. Lafiaht awoke one morning to both him—and their money—gone. After a few days of getting drunk as a skunk in the desert Lafiaht was picked up by Sylas Peregrine and is currently sleeping on a cot in his room. It’s not weird. Don’t make it weird.

Miscellaneous

Likes ■ Magic in all its forms. ■ Exploration. ■ Experimentation. ■ Desaturated colors. ■ Wide brim hats. ■ (Mostly) Friendly Fights ■ Withholding otherwise insignificant information. ■ A healthy amount of trouble. ■ Red heads, though she's not incredibly aware of the fact.

Dislikes ■ Feeling trapped or limited. ■ Most Wildwoods. ■ Bright colors. ■ Complacency ■ Perceived disrespect. ■ Nuhns. ■ Getting caught. (See: Trouble) ■ Extended stays in Gridania

Hobbies/Talents

Weaknesses/Faults

Rumors

◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)

■ “The lass is flighty to the point of suicidal. You see the way she just wanders about the land like that? It’s like she don’t care at all.”

■ “The Keeper? Yeah, used to work for Mr. Frithwyck in a bar ‘round Limsa. Two’ve been livin’ together for a good bit’ve time now. Don’t know why the bar closed down though. . .”

■ “I asked her if she’d like to spend the night at mine and she told me to kill three elk! We live in the desert! Where the hell am I supposed to get three elk?”

◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear)

■ “Ms. Lafiaht? Oh she’s very bright if not a bit. . . thorough. . . When interested that is. She sent us her opening thesis three times, you know. We accepted her on the first try but she sent the other two in because she didn’t think she had things ‘exactly right’.”

■ “For someone who has so much venom to spit about the Wildwoods she sure is mother henning after that one.”

■ “I knew her back when she resided in Gridania. She frequented the area near the Badger’s Gate watching merchants come in and travelers go out. Never did seem to like it there. . .”

◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard)

■ “Doesn't ask the wrong kind of questions, that one. She'll ask what she needs and take what you throw at her so long as the job is interestin'.”

■ “Interest in magic is all fine and good but that cat is getting her nose into things she’d be safer without.”

■ “You’ve not heard what she did to the Aloix boy? Well, now. . . This may be hearsay but from what I’ve been told before she left the Shroud she. . . left him all black and blue. Even went so far as to steal his grimoire.”

Relationships

♥ Romantic Interest ♥ Platonic Love ● Good Standing ● Poor Standing ¿Entirely Unclear

WIP FOREVER

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Footnotes

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Theme Song: [1] "Freedom" - King Avriel

TV Tropes: Lafiaht is a harsh deconstruction of the Manic Pixie Dream Girl [2] trope.