J'lyneth Khal

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Gender	Female
Race	Miqo'te
Clan	Seekers of the Sun
Citizenship	Limsa Lominsan
Age	18
Marital Status	Single
Occupation	Privateer
Height/Weight	5 fulms 4 ilms/ 128 ponz
Orientation	Pansexual
Relatives	J'khal Nuhn (Father) J'lhethra Uhrtono (Mother) J'lhator Tia (brother) J'lhiirha Khal (sister) J'lhathus Tia ~aka Ilthus Dawnsinger~ (brother)

Basic Info

J'Lyneth Khal is no one noteworthy, just another tribal Miqo'te who left the wilderness for the (debatably) greater opportunities available in the city-states. She didn't even get off the boat before she'd fallen in with disreputable sorts and now she makes her, admittedly meager, living on the seas when she's not playing messenger, trader and all around errand girl for her Captain in far flung and land locked corners of Eorzea.

She is generally good-natured, though prone to snark and utterly incapable of remaining serious for more than a minute or two outside of a dire, life or death crisis. Her friends mostly find this endearing. until it isn't.

LIKES ■ Waterfalls ■ Wildlife not currently trying to kill her ■ Calm seas ■ A well told tale

DISLIKES ■ Cold and damp, with extra loathing for a combination of the two ■ Intolerance, bigotry, zealotry and xenophobia ■ Self-important and/or humorless people ■ Wildlife that is currently trying to kill her

OTHER ■ Alignment: Neutral Good ■ Vice(s): Likes to drink. Mostly in company but sometimes to dangerous excess. ■ Favorite Food: Pan-fried Mahi-Mahi ■ Favorite Drink: Mulled wine or a rich red ale ■ Favorite Color: Green

Appearance & Personality

Soft-featured with very large eyes, she looks a fair-bit younger than her eighteen years, though calling her "kid" is a real quick way to get the full force of her well-practiced snark turned on you. She tends to favor practical clothing, cut for ease of movement, and carries herself confidently in a manner that belies some martial training. She hasn't been sailing long enough yet to have developed the sea dog's bow-legged swagger but if she's been out for a lengthy sojourn a slight wobble in her gait will be evident when she gets back to port. This is made much worse by the amount of carousing she tends to do when in port, as well.

Biography

"I do so love a well told tale." -J'Lyneth Khal

Home

Lyneth nocked an arrow and stared down the length of it at her target; a sandscale peiste, skinned and stuffed. She had just watched her elder sister Lhiira put an arrow through the hole where the eye had been. She didn't think that she could make that shot herself, but that gaping maw would serve almost as well.

She was painfully aware of the Nuhn's eyes on her back and of the importance of showing him her progress. Khal was a busy man, with many children to oversee. Another chance to impress him might not come along for moons.

Her arms were shaking with tension by the time she released the arrow, and watched it sail wide, missing the target utterly. There was a murmur of laughter from behind her that fell abruptly silent as her sire turned to glare at the gigglers. His expression softened when he returned it to her face. She blinked rapidly to try and clear the tears from her eyes.

"Keep practicing, Netha."

That was all. The small crowd that had gathered dispersed as the Nuhn strode away, leaving Lyneth to collect her scattered arrows and put away her gear in shaky silence, teeth clenched against the sobs fighting to bubble up from her chest.
@~'~~
"Hells with him," Lhathus said from her doorway. Lyneth wiped her eyes and tried to pretend it was a nap he'd interrupted instead of a lengthy cry.

"Him and every bugger who laughed," her brother continued, flopping down on the bed beside her. "I was watching faces. Some people are going to find an unpleasant surprise in their bedding tonight."

The yawn she was faking gave way to a laugh and she shimmied up to kiss her brother on the cheek. "You're very sweet, but please don't. Don't want to give our sire even more reason to think I'm still a child."

"You are still a child, Netha," Lhathus ruffled her hair, laughing as she turned her head to bite at his hand.

"Don't call me that," Lyneth sulked. "I hate it. It's a baby name."

"Would you rather just be 'Tia'?" Lhathus was still laughing but there was a bitter edge to it now. "That's all I am, half the time, when the Nuhn deigns to speak to me at all. Don't be so quick to throw away that affectionate pet name, Lyneth. You're the only one us he ever gave one to."

He ruffled her hair again before sliding off the bed. "Anyway, dinner's ready, stop sulking and come eat, eh?"

Miscellaneous

RUMORS Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC! ◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard) ■ ■ ■ ◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear) ■ ■ ■ ◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard) ■ ■ ■ ◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players) ■ ■ ■ ■

RELATIONS ♥ Romantic Interest ♥ Platonic Love ● Good Standing ● Poor Standing ♥ Name : Description

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