Alyria Winchester
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Alyria is just a Garlean transplant trying to make it in the big Eorzea world. She came to live in Limsa Lominsa shortly after the Warrior of Light's raid on The Praetorium. After nursing her wounds from that night she made her living cooking, cleaning, and generally helping the Maelstrom in their day to day activities as an attempt to bring a sense of normalcy back into her life. She was extremely content with this life, finally believing that no matter how small she was making a difference. However, old habits die hard and she found herself staring out over the vast ocean dreaming of the battlefield and her sturdy companion Agatha (Her great axe). So she walked into the Marauders guild and signed up in hopes of becoming a member of the Yellowjackets and in turn help protect the people that had quickly worked their way into her heart. Training with the Marauders was much like she remembered from her time in Garlemald, but unlike the residents of Limsa Lominsa the recruits and veterans didn't take to kindly to her enlistment under the Garlean banner. She was quickly shunned by her comrades and immediate command, often taking meals alone in the mess hall or to her inn room to avoid the ridicule and flying food her way. But she continued her training as a promise to the Guild Master to endure, to use these experiences to fuel her axe instead of impede her progress as a fighter. When she finally graduated from the Marauders Guild training she was bestowed with a gift from the Guild Master, a locket pendant with the embellishment of an Iris which held a chip of steel from her original Agatha blade the night she was rescued. Also inside the locket was the inscription "Two Feet" a mantra that Alyria can be found chanting to herself whenever she is going through a time of struggle or trying to push through in battle. Surprisingly enough, Alyria did apply to become a Yellowjacket for Limsa Lominsa but was quickly denied due to her heritage. The receptionist was polite enough, empathy shined in her eyes as she delivered the news, but Alyria knew that the possibility of being a Garlean spy were to great to accept her into any kind of protection detail. Alone, directionless, and wandering she took on odd jobs for the residents outside the city walls. If you needed boulders broken - she was your woman. If you needed a dangerous animal or overaggressive beastman put down - you reached out to her. If you needed a final player for your local card game - she filled the seat. In this meandering existence Alyria found a new sense of purpose. One were the journey was more exciting than the final destination. And she enjoyed it. Then on faithful night. Alyria walked into The Wayfarer's Rest for a drink... little did she know it was single's night.
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