Gen Quickpaw
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| Gender | Male |
| Race | Miqo'te |
| Clan | Seeker |
| Citizenship | Unaffiliated |
| Age | 26 |
| Marital Status | Taken |
| Occupation | Treasure hunter/ "Archeologist" |
| Height/Weight | 5'9" / 174 lbs |
| Orientation | straight |
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Gen Quickpaw
Basic Info
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Appearance & Personality
Standing at 5'9 Gen is not an imposing figure, he moves silently and swiftly to whatever corner he can make himself comfortable in, hanging about with a casual smile and a soft drink in his hand. Probably observing the people around him until he can scout out someone he finds worthy of his time. He's easily distracted by new and old friends alike, often forsaking his obligations to hang around with them, his carefree spirit often ignoring whatever consequences that may bring. Yet when called upon he will take it upon himself to fix it.. sooner or later (probably later)
Background
Childhood:
Once upon a time, there was a strong and beautiful female miqo'te warrior, who held little regard for the men in her tribe, she said that no male would be able to claim her as theirs, unless they first bested her. Many a nunh tried, they came at her with tooth and claw, and swords, and lances, and whatever they could get a hand on, yet none could defeat her. Then one day, a Tia appeared before her. She barely glanced at the man as he approached her. He had a board in hand and a box at his side. He sat down in front of her, giving her a friendly smile, challenging her to a game of chess. She was intrigued by the male, as he spoke to her during their match, asking her about her thoughts, dreams and hopes. She proved to be more of a challenge than he had expected. And after a fierce match, they decided to call it a draw, then retreated to her chambers.
The tribe was furious at this, a lowly Tia and one of their finest hunters and warriors. Tired of their narrow minded culture, the two left the tribe, living as wanderers. They took up the trade of dungeon explorers and historians. After some time, their son was born.
Gen was a happy child, despite his upbringing being quite strict, from morning to noon, his mother would train his martial skills, teaching him the way of the fist that her father had taught her. Then after that, his father would be his school teacher, so it continued until Gens teenage years, where he decided to strike out on his own instead of following in his parents footsteps.
Adult years:
After a couple years of misadventures and personal troubles, Gen slowly became enamored with the thought of raiding old crypts and dungeons to uncover goodies and ruiches, and possibly return to helping his parents with their investigations of old ruins.. but preferably at greater distances so his mother wouldn't beat him up for the occasional theft he made out of the tomes he robbed. He works out of Ul'dah and the company house of the Light Crusaders. <wip>
