X'shah Zinbhe
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■ ORIENTATION... Heterosexual. ■ RACE... Miqo'te Seeker of the Sun. ■ PATRON DEITY... Azeyma. ■ GENDER... Female. ■ AGE... Early twenties. |
■ WEIGHT... One-fifty ponze. ■ EYES... Bright white. ■ CLOTHING... Well-loved. ■ BODY SHAPE... Heavily pear-shaped. |
This miqo'te thrives on one talent at the fore of all else — the ability to convince those who interact with her that they understand a great deal about her while never revealing true motive or . This aspect of her personality has proven a double-edged sword; earning her the intrigue and ire of those she encounters and interacts with.
Deliberate words and guarded glances cannot hide all, however. With a mere brush of her presence it is easy to perceive her as a tightly-wound coil unwilling to part with trust, riddled with double-standards and opposing personality traits that actively work against her and her goals.
She is a meddler, yet solitary. Insecure, yet imperious. Naïve, yet bright. A veritable dynamo of youth without the wisdom to channel her energies into productivity.
Her height and the cast of her physical structure is unimposing; X'shah being pear-shaped with excessively broad hips and massively thick thighs. Where she was once a toned huntress before her tenure as priestess, the sweet meats of the city has significantly rounded her figure out.
Her windswept burgundy hair is coarse and massaged with a healthy sheen of oil. Both ears are blotched black, a tuft of ruff peaking each. Perhaps she can be considered substantially pretty by city-standards, however, she's a little more than rough around the edges from inhabiting the Sagolii for more than twelvesmoon.
Her skin is pockmarked from claw and fang of predators she has opposed for territory or dominance. Teeth-marks honeycomb her ears, one left completely ragged. Her stubby tail is bumped and crooked, even if bristling with shiny healthy hair.
Swathes of scarification and semi-permanent henna score her flesh — honoring her role as Speaker of Azeyma, daughter, grand-daughter, and Lynx. Not even her face has remained unscathed from ritual scribe: two gouges were cut and healed over long ago into her cheeks; three lines of bumps dot her chin; her forehead sports a design of raised welts masterfully branded at an early age to signify sept devotion.
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Personal RP Limits
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Yes, hello. I've been role-playing for twenty-two years and it's by far my favorite hobby. I am a dynamite southern-raised gal currently living as a recluse in the desert. For the most part, I'd like to think I've created myself a nice little life of solitude and peace. A touch jaded, I've seen and heard it all — so I tend to turn to dark, filthy, or shocking humor to make it through this grind we call life. You now know what to expect. I just can't take anything seriously. |
- ■ Template was created by Bancroft Gairn.
- ■ Adapted by Xheja Rajhera.
- ■ Tabs by Unnamed Mercenary.
- ■ Expanded bits and relationship color keys by Lucaell Tareth'eian.
- ■ Music and OOC note by Glioca Sargonnai.
- ■ Mashing everything together like a mad scientist by D'lyhhia Lhuil.
- ■ X'shah's shrine is easy to find by word-of-mouth and her status as Speaker is well-known in Ul'dah by now.
- ■ X'shah was born among a group of families — a sept of Lynx — physically separated from her home tribe. These bright-eyed miqo'te wander the massive expanse of the southern Sagolii as a nomadic group that has pledged to thrive under the harshest of Azeyma's conditions. Little is known of what they have or hope to accomplish. What is known that they lead plain lives with little wealth, instead choosing to focus on their honing their as hunters and warriors. Territorial disputes with this sept is generally dreaded and seen as a small nuisance, considering the savagery displayed the painted warriors of the close-knit sept bordering on zealotry. Neighboring Sagolii tribes darkly whisper of their own hunters encountering her sept's women engaged in dark rituals and strange magic. Some of the blackest tales spread by the enemies of her sept swear that several of their own have wandered into the dunes at night bewitched by a member of her sept, lured by a strange hex or song, never to be seen again.
- ■ X'shah's shrine is easy to find by word-of-mouth and her status as Speaker is well-known in Ul'dah by now.