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− | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;">Amalric did not choose | + | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;">Amalric did not choose a drifting, mercenary lifestyle. Instead, it chose him, through years of unfortunate circumstance leaving him with little else to rely on beyond his gifts his blood has given him. |
He was born near Ala Mhigo, but most of his memories are of Thanalan with the thousands of other refugees scratching out a meager existence in the arid region. With Ul'dah and its territory flooded with desperate people willing to risk their lives for a pittance, life was hard for him and for his father and elder sister. They had fled from the Garleans, but as time passed, that safety was became a small, diminishing comfort. It was not all terrible times for the young Amalric; there were childhood friends and holidays and other occasions to smile, but it was truly window-dressing for a bleak and uncertain future. | He was born near Ala Mhigo, but most of his memories are of Thanalan with the thousands of other refugees scratching out a meager existence in the arid region. With Ul'dah and its territory flooded with desperate people willing to risk their lives for a pittance, life was hard for him and for his father and elder sister. They had fled from the Garleans, but as time passed, that safety was became a small, diminishing comfort. It was not all terrible times for the young Amalric; there were childhood friends and holidays and other occasions to smile, but it was truly window-dressing for a bleak and uncertain future. | ||
Over time, his father slowly drifted from honest work, into less-honest work, into scarcely any work at all as his health failed him. Amalric's sister's fate was, as it is rumored, just as sad. Neither lives; Amalric has been on his own for a long time now, and he has had to fall back on the things that Highlanders are known for to make his way in the world. He is not one to dwell, but this lack of roots - no homeland, no close family, and a line of work that can take him anywhere - has always made for a man alone, adrift at sea. | Over time, his father slowly drifted from honest work, into less-honest work, into scarcely any work at all as his health failed him. Amalric's sister's fate was, as it is rumored, just as sad. Neither lives; Amalric has been on his own for a long time now, and he has had to fall back on the things that Highlanders are known for to make his way in the world. He is not one to dwell, but this lack of roots - no homeland, no close family, and a line of work that can take him anywhere - has always made for a man alone, adrift at sea. | ||
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Sassur,</b> <i>father</i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Sassur Farstrike,</b> <i>father</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#000000;" |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Merethe Farstrike,</b> <i>mother</i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Merethe Farstrike,</b> <i>mother</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#000000;"size="2">✝</font><b>)</b></div> |
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"I sometimes remember her in my dreams."</i></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"I sometimes remember her in my dreams."</i></div> | ||
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Kemma,</b> <i>older sister</i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Kemma,</b> <i>older sister</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#000000;"size="2">✝</font><b>)</b></div> |
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"I hope that she rests easy now."</i></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"I hope that she rests easy now."</i></div> | ||
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ethla Defiant,</b> <i>aunt</i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ethla Defiant,</b> <i>aunt</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font><b>)</b></div> |
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"That busybody needs to leave well enough alone."</i></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"That busybody needs to leave well enough alone."</i></div> | ||
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ilsabet Wildshot,</b> <i>cousin</i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Ilsabet Wildshot,</b> <i>cousin</i> <b>(</b><font |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Cynelith / "Tullia",</b> <i>Revolutionary</i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Cynelith / "Tullia",</b> <i>Revolutionary</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#000000;"size="2">✝</font><b>)</b></div> |
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"I will never forget her. Never."</i></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"I will never forget her. Never."</i></div> | ||
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">As a youth, Cynelith made a living out of conning wealthy visitors to Ul'dah out of their gil, a skill she taught well to the other Foundlings. She and Amalric were particularly close, and his younger self was devastated when she disappeared without a trace. Years later, he heard from her out of the blue and they struck up a frequent correspondence. Sadly, this had come to a sudden end at her death - an event in which Amalric holds no small part of responsibility. He is | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">As a youth, Cynelith made a living out of conning wealthy visitors to Ul'dah out of their gil, a skill she taught well to the other Foundlings. She and Amalric were particularly close, and his younger self was devastated when she disappeared without a trace. Years later, he heard from her out of the blue and they struck up a frequent correspondence. Sadly, this had come to a sudden end at her death - an event in which Amalric holds no small part of responsibility. He misses her terribly, and when alone, has been known to talk to 'her', hoping somehow she might hear him.</div> |
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>J'loh Tia,</b> <i>Blue-Eyed Dilemma</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#F02311;" size="2">♥</font><b>)</b></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"Why do I always feel like torn between kissing him and tossing him off the nearest high balcony?"</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">In a moon not so long ago, J'loh was just this troublemaker that seemed to have a way of showing up just in time to throw sassy commentary at whatever situation was churning around the estate. As of late, though, another dimension has developed between Amalric and the miqo'te, as their frequent ribbing has moved from clever jabs to thinly veiled flirtation. J'loh's exact wants, as with most things involving the dodgy thief, have been difficult for Amalric to get nailed down, and as of late, he could probably spend all night dispelling J'loh's all-too quickly drawn conclusions about Amalric's interests and heart, too. How does one build a relationship between two people when neither believe they are deserving of one?</div> | ||
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Nihka Mioni,</b> <i>Matron Miqo'te</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">♥</font><b>)</b></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"Her presence makes the whole estate brighter."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Nihka's welcoming attitude and kindly demeanor have been no small influence on how Amalric feels about the Rendezvous and its residents. For her part, she seems to believe him a far better man than he actually is - something that both embarrasses him, and makes him want to try to live up to the expectation. He finds her quite beautiful, almost untouchable in poise and kindness, which has kept him from trying to become closer, though he is quite fond of her.</div> | ||
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Saldgeim Wynsathwyn,</b> <i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Saldgeim Wynsathwyn,</b> <i>Nascent Predator</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#F02311;" size="2">♥</font><b>)</b></div> |
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"Doesn't act her age. Not even close."</i></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"Doesn't act her age. Not even close."</i></div> | ||
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">The two of them are, in some ways, both fish far out of water amongst the opulence of life at the Host Club, a theme that has caused them to clash and bond at a faster rate than one would expect two strangers to do. They've handled this in quite different ways, but all the same, they lean on each other constantly to get through the emotional gauntlet that comes with becoming a Star. | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">The two of them are, in some ways, both fish far out of water amongst the opulence of life at the Host Club, a theme that has caused them to clash and bond at a faster rate than one would expect two strangers to do. They've handled this in quite different ways, but all the same, they lean on each other constantly to get through the emotional gauntlet that comes with becoming a Star. The two have a friends-with-benefits kind of arrangement that seems to ebb and flow depending on how stressful life is.</div> |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Yhah Dazkar,</b> <i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Yhah Dazkar,</b> <i>Speechless Sibling</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><b>)</b></div> |
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"She makes me worry more than I want to."</i></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"She makes me worry more than I want to."</i></div> | ||
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">How does a character that can't speak well and a character that can't read well make fast friends? Such is the impressive charm of Yhah, who has the skill to disarm Amalric's grumpier nature. | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">How does a character that can't speak well and a character that can't read well make fast friends? Such is the impressive charm of Yhah, who has the skill to disarm Amalric's grumpier nature with her playful heart. At times she tends to concern him, as her inability to communicate well sometimes seems to lead to acting out in frustration, but Amalric is convinced she is a good person and tends to forgive this behavior faster than others, and probably faster than he should. </div> |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>D'ranmaia Shenn,</b> <i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Anstarra Silverain,</b> <i>Sensuality Personified</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">♥</font><b>)</b></div> |
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"Is it just about the bedroom, or..."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">The two only cross paths when someone else is involved, and never of their own volition, but that hasn't stopped them from getting to know each other - at least, in the biblical sense. They seem to know very little about each other, other than that they're very good at making each other feel good. At the moment, that seems to be all there is to it, but whether they become friends or just occasional bedfellows is still up in the air.</div> | ||
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>D'ranmaia Shenn,</b> <i>Meek Proprietress</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font><b>)</b></div> | ||
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"Suspiciously far too nice to me."</i></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"Suspiciously far too nice to me."</i></div> | ||
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Flora Valerian,</b> <i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Flora Valerian,</b> <i>Austere Zealot</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font><b>)</b></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>" | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"She reminds me too much of my aunt: one that's lost herself on her way to the fight, but doesn't care, because she's too in love with the battles to come."</i></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Flora had the misfortune of having to be the messenger that brought the unwilling Amalric into the Stars. Their relationship has been nothing but contentious ever since, as the two share much in background but have chosen completely different paths and ideologies. He is slowly learning, though, that while they may never seen eye-to-eye, she is ultimately an indispensable ally.</div> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Flora had the misfortune of having to be the messenger that brought the unwilling Amalric into the Stars. Their relationship has been nothing but contentious ever since, as the two share much in background but have chosen completely different paths and ideologies. He is slowly learning, though, that while they may never seen eye-to-eye, she is ultimately an indispensable ally, though he finds her thirst for a free Ala Mhigo terribly uncomfortable.</div> |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Klynestyn Ketteram,</b> <i>Bumbling Altruist</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><b>)</b></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>" | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"Blink and you'll miss what he's trying to tell you."</i></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Klynestyn seems to a permanent feature of Stars life, usually involved in some endeavor or another to raise morale, be it with bath parties or bartending. The Roegadyn's approachable and easygoing nature obscures a higher calling, though, as Kly has, on more than one occasion, made Amalric stop in his tracks and turn away from a self-destructive action with merely a few words and a smile. It is the rare individual that can disarm Amal's bad habits with grace, and now that Amal's seen that for what it is, he's deeply appreciative - though he's still wary of Kly's unnatural ability to get himself nearly killed in the most unassuming of ways.</div> |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Khunbish Adarkim,</b> <i>Stubborn Healer</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font><b>)</b></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>" | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"We wouldn't survive around here without him, but sometimes his wisdom seems... hollow."</i></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Most of Amalric's early interactions with Khunbish come from Amalric's frequent visits to the infirmary, where Khunbish would chide the highlander for his reckless behavior. Amalric has started cleaning up his act, and the two get on well enough to be friendly, though those interactions are often about as deep as a puddle, especially since Khunbish seems immune to Amalric's flirts or charms.</div> |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Mijah,</b> <i>Instructor</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font><b>)</b></div> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Mijah,</b> <i>Joyless Instructor</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font><b>)</b></div> |
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"Why does she expect so much out of me?"</i></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"Why does she expect so much out of me?"</i></div> | ||
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Nadegenne,</b> <i>Foundling Betrayer</i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Nadegenne,</b> <i>Foundling Betrayer</i> <b>(</b><font |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Yvain Desrosiers,</b> <i>Former Companion</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">�</font><b>)</b></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>" | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"He was... a beautiful puzzle that I never could find all the pieces for."</i></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">A Sharlayan mage, Yvain would likely never have crossed paths with Amalric, given how different they are - except that they were both "stars" at the Host Club. The two warred like fire and ice at first, but their attraction was obvious as they spent increasing amounts of time together. Unfortunately the two couldn't seem to make it work, with their goals and ideals leading them in opposite ways, and when Yvain left the Rendezvous to return to the old world, Amalric found to his distress that many of his memories of the man he once held dear have faded out, as if scrubbed away by some outside influence (perhaps by the mage himself). Echoes of his influence remain, though, as Amalric would never have taken up conjury without Yvain's help, and indeed the wand he carries was given to him by the elezen, though Amalric, sadly, cannot recall that anymore.</div> |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Li'to Mewrilah,</b> <i>Socialite?</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font><b>)</b></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>" | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"Is there anything he doesn't look good in?"</i></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">Li'to and Amalric haven't had too many direct conversations, but whenever they do, it seems to turn into light and flirtatious banter, usually held in the middle of one social event or another. In truth, though, he doesn't have a clue what Li'to really does around the estate, other than look uncomfortably attractive for a miqo'te. </div> |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Naoh'a Aznable,</b> <i>Victim?</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font><b>)</b></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>" | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"I wouldn't wish his fate on anyone."</i></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;">A new arrival to the estate, the impression that Naoh'a has managed to leave on Amalric is a pitiable one. Naoh'a revealed early on that he was enslaved to someone, on top of living as an outcast to his society by being of mixed blood. Amalric's not particularly fond of Naoh'a's personality, but he feels that anyone stuck with curses like these is worthy of at least his sympathy.</div> |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Noveh'to Zhoba,</b> <i>Foundling Brigade</i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Noveh'to Zhoba,</b> <i>Foundling Brigade</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">�</font><b>)</b></div> |
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"I wonder what he's up to these days..."</i></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"I wonder what he's up to these days..."</i></div> | ||
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Sasamuni Kapamuni,</b> <i>Smuggler</i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Sasamuni Kapamuni,</b> <i>Smuggler</i> <b>(</b><font |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Thundering Word,</b> <i>Foundling Brigade</i> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Thundering Word,</b> <i>Foundling Brigade</i> <b>(</b><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">�</font><b>)</b></div> |
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"He frightened me, but it frightened me more when he was caught."</i></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px;"><b>Character's Thoughts:</b> <i>"He frightened me, but it frightened me more when he was caught."</i></div> | ||
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<div align=justify><div style="padding:0px 10px; font-size:16px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver;">'''Character Lore Adherence'''</div></div> | <div align=justify><div style="padding:0px 10px; font-size:16px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver;">'''Character Lore Adherence'''</div></div> | ||
− | <div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">The information in this profile is intended to be within the realm of reasonable possibility in a Final Fantasy title and without major contradictions in known XIV lore | + | <div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">The information in this profile is intended to be within the realm of reasonable possibility in a Final Fantasy title and without major contradictions in known XIV lore. If you find any of this information to be incorrect, please do not hesitate to let me know, as I strive to be lore-compatible, and wish to be up-front with any elements that might not be acceptable to stricter lore adherents.</div></div> |
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<div align=justify><div style="padding:0px 10px; font-size:16px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver;">'''Present-Day Hooks'''</div></div> | <div align=justify><div style="padding:0px 10px; font-size:16px;color:#000000;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px silver;">'''Present-Day Hooks'''</div></div> | ||
<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">Things that are happening to Amalric right now that one could get involved in...</div></div> | <div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">Things that are happening to Amalric right now that one could get involved in...</div></div> | ||
− | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ '''Host Club:''' Amalric | + | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ '''Host Club:''' Amalric was, for a time, in the company of the Stars of the Rendezvous Host Club. His association ended as abruptly as it began, however, and the host formerly known as "Hashmal" no longer frequents the property.</div></div> |
:<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ '''More to Come?''' One can only hope.</div></div> | :<div align=justify><div style="padding:5px 15px;font-family:Georgia;color:#444146;">■ '''More to Come?''' One can only hope.</div></div> | ||
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: <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Beliefs:</b> No strong beliefs | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Beliefs:</b> No strong beliefs | ||
− | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Free Company:</b> | + | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Free Company:</b> none at this time |
− | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Linkshell(s):</b> | + | : <font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <b>Linkshell(s):</b> none at this time |
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Amalric did not choose a drifting, mercenary lifestyle. Instead, it chose him, through years of unfortunate circumstance leaving him with little else to rely on beyond his gifts his blood has given him.
He was born near Ala Mhigo, but most of his memories are of Thanalan with the thousands of other refugees scratching out a meager existence in the arid region. With Ul'dah and its territory flooded with desperate people willing to risk their lives for a pittance, life was hard for him and for his father and elder sister. They had fled from the Garleans, but as time passed, that safety was became a small, diminishing comfort. It was not all terrible times for the young Amalric; there were childhood friends and holidays and other occasions to smile, but it was truly window-dressing for a bleak and uncertain future. Over time, his father slowly drifted from honest work, into less-honest work, into scarcely any work at all as his health failed him. Amalric's sister's fate was, as it is rumored, just as sad. Neither lives; Amalric has been on his own for a long time now, and he has had to fall back on the things that Highlanders are known for to make his way in the world. He is not one to dwell, but this lack of roots - no homeland, no close family, and a line of work that can take him anywhere - has always made for a man alone, adrift at sea.
As Highlanders go, Amalric is a typical example of his people, with darkened skin, a strong build, and a habit of shaving away his eyebrows. His flesh is marred with scars from wounds both old and recent, indicative of the hard life he has lived. Portions of his back are especially scarred from burns, but he isn't keen to talk about the cause of it. He sometimes gets self-conscious when shirtless due to them, but the roughness of clothing against the sensitive, rough scarring is sometimes enough to make him just put up with prying eyes.
Lightly armored but always armed, Amalric is usually dressed in something bland if you're seeing him in daylight. Sometimes it helps to blend in - as much as a Highlander can in some places, anyway. If he's wearing much color at all, expect it to be green. When in social situations, he's likely to wear something that exposes his muscled arms, which he contends is his best feature, though the influence of his fellow Host Club employees is slowly pushing him to be more fashionable. In battle, though, he values function over form, eschewing any sense of fashion if wearing something else would be more practical. This usually means a lot of leather for maximum mobility. As for weapons, he favors a polearm when working, but is also capable enough with hand-to-hand or daggers, if the occasion calls for it. In all cases, the martial weapons lack much ornamentation and the spear in particular looks to be rather old, though cared-for. Recently, he has added a beautiful wand to his personal armory; it was a gift, and while he is hardly a mage of any note yet, he seems fond of it.
He's not without a moral center, and he does feel remorse, guilt, and/or shame when the occasion calls for it, such as when the job he takes means he's going to shaking down someone that might not deserve it or even have the means to fight back. Mercenaries are just as often hired by those with ill intentions as good ones, after all, but a mercenary with too many ethical objections is a mercenary that goes hungry, so in the past, he has tried to set aside his objections and remind himself of the necessity. Despite his insistence that he holds nothing sacred, though, he does hold a few standards: he will not betray a real friend, kill a child, or do any job that would benefit a slave trade, against whom he holds strong grudge. When his basic necessities and life situations are more secure, though, there are other traits that do emerge. His selfishness tends to melt away into a more protective and nurturing personality that is willing to place the needs and happiness of those around him into that place of focus that he would normally hold his own well-being. Also at odds with his basic persona, he harbors a very romantic streak behind the surface-level flirtatious sensuality he displays publicly, and when in love, will love in a deep and reckless manner than can even run counter to his own sense of self-preservation.
Foundations
Legacy of the Foundlings
A Road Untraveled
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