Mina Kyunei
Introduction
There were few who could aptly describe the little thief, and even fewer who knew of her in particular by name. The sightings were minimal and the certainty of her presence lesser still, and that seemed to suit her just fine. The less who knew of her, the better. There was a profound sense of comfort in the welcome darkness of anonymity, an opportunity to seize that which was so unwittingly left for the taking. Benefiting off of the unwary and the careless was her way of life, and the sun-soaked streets of Ul'dah were her playground. There was no hidden alley, no rooftop that she could not name nor master, the sands of Ul'dah were as much a part of her as her very own blood, and though the city was often ruthless, she took pride in the part she had to play.
The sands of fate had long since drawn her into the depths of the city-state, carried upon the whims of her merchant mother who was all but lost within the din, claimed some say by the bandits that roam, or the merciless throes of the elements. Nothing more than a child, the small Miqo'te would wait days, weeks, months before she would drift from that hovel where her mother's faithful hands had left her. No more could she depend on the thoughtfulness of passersby, for they were few and far between. Forced to adapt, the young Miqo'te had become prone to gathering lost coins, found in cracks within the cobblestone or those left upon tables in good favor for valuable services. Far be it for her to understand why the good people of Ul'dah would just leave such valuable things out in the open, she would keep them safe... and make good use of them too!
Over the years she had come to perfect her talents, eyes keen and her awareness for valuable goods sharper still. With maturity came the lust for adventure, curiosity driving her outside the city walls and into the surrounding lands but never beyond the borders, for if she traveled too far, she might not make it back in time. Since the day she had left, the young Miqo'te would pass by that small refuge from her childhood and, though she had long since forgotten her mother's voice and gentle countenance, she still held on to the smallest shred of hope that one day they would reunite.
Now, she continues her work in earnest, frequenting the many taverns and winding alleys acquiring new targets and making her own mark upon the city-state and yet, ever does the wanderlust grow, the yearning to see more beyond those walls becoming increasingly difficult to ignore...
[edit] Height: 4 fulms 10 ilms Weight: 80 ponz Complexion: Pale Hair: Raven black Eyes: Crimson Confidence, this young Miqo'te was absolutely brimming with it. While small in frame and a little shorter than most, she bore a gait that bespoke of utmost precision, hips swaying just so in a sensual manner yet appearing akin to that of a majestic prowl. Her crimson gaze, reminiscent of the most feral of creatures, beheld a certain scrutiny, sharp, daunting but not without its own sense of intrigue and youthful curiosity, easily offset by the audacious grin that found her lips quite frequently. Deepest of raven locks were often kept short, falling haphazardly to frame her face and hide her eyes, complementing the soft, moon-kissed complexion of her skin. A small button nose and high cheekbones spoke well of her natural beauty but despite her fair features the lack of cosmetics was apparent, forsaken entirely in preference of remaining practical. As fair and as striking as she might be, beautiful in her own right, such qualities were no more than mere trivialities in comparison to the arsenal comprised of her livelihood. Every piece had its rhyme or reason, its own place and its own specific purpose. Her small, lean form had been outfitted in disparate pieces of banded leather and cloth, composed of various belts and sashes, some transfixed with an outer layer of filigree that spoke volumes of its origin, exquisite in make with its silver embellishments and sylvan motifs upon backdrops of shadow in hues of black and red. While detailed the armor appears soft and supple, worn well over time and despite the close fit it seems to be comfortable, allowing for ease of movement. A retinue of weapons often accompanied her, varying in purpose as well as shapes and sizes. A pair of small blades were fitted within her armor, a sheath hidden within the leathers, the hilts crafted just so to blend with the meticulous detailing. Upon her hips rested a pair of fine crafted daggers, further accompanied by an impeccable long barrel pistol. Each weapon was crafted expertly, just as detailed and exquisite as her attire, etched and embellished, and handled with great care. Beneath the armor her skin was marked by the faintest hint of scarring, along the curve of her collarbone and the odd nicks or pink lines about her arms, any additional scars remained hidden from sight. While not one to speak often she is not afraid to voice her thoughts, however blunt and sarcastic they may come across. Her voice is very soft and subtle, of a natural husky quality that is both alluring and sweet despite her attitude. The subtle aroma of spice clings to her, along with an uncommon but sweet floral hint, joined in a strange harmony with maintained leather. A thief would be nothing without their connections, and Mina does not pass up a chance to make a valuable contact; as invaluable assets they fulfill a vital role in locating worthwhile targets, trustworthy allies and informative accomplices. In her line of work there is no such thing as too many connections, only more opportunities.
♥Rahje'ir Jinjahl: Rahje happened upon the little Miqo'te thief in his youth, and took her under his wing. He remains fond of her, and despite no blood relation considers her as a sister. While they have since been separated, they maintain an interest in each other's well being. ●Gerunthian Longblade: Leave it to Mina to find friends in relatively convenient places. Many frequent and often unfortunate encounters brought Mina in the presence of the stalwart Guard Captain, though clearly having less than honest intentions somehow the little thief wriggled her way into his heart. Born of opportunity and circumstance, their relationship serves as one of convenience and compromise. In exchange for pertinent information, the Captain might forego notice of some of her more... inconspicuous transgressions. ● O'sena Rhen: Thanks to O'Sena, Mina has been presented with some great opportunities and a place to call home. After spending more time with the woman, meeting new allies, drinking and learning new things, Mina has grown quite fond of her. ● Cassandra Solidor: Another comrade of O'sena and one that Mina shared some words with over drinks. This Hyur was very intriguing to her, and Mina is interested in learning more. ● Celia Trestia: A close companion to O'sena and one that Mina can safely say she enjoyed speaking to. After venturing on a hunt with the pair she believes she has formed some great connections, and looks forward to getting to know talented Miqo'te better. ● Amh'sae Bajihri: After shooting her with an arrow, he swiftly made her shit-list. Enough said. ● Padilloux Bonacieux: While also a colleague of Gerunthian and Amh'sae, very little exposure has been given between the two, though Mina takes some enjoyment in offering plenty of sass through any of their exchanges, however few, in order to get a rise out of him. A thief's work is never done! With vast ruins, enticing treasures and untold secrets, there is always something worth uncovering, whether for personal intrigue or coin. There is very little that Mina won't do in order to make a profit, but killing is one line that she will refuse to cross unless forced.
A compilation of encounters for a bit of insight into the character and her beginnings. Written works posted with the express permissions of those involved, myself included.
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