Blazing Orchid

Blazing Orchid
Gender	Female
Race	Roegadyn
Clan	Hellsguard
Citizenship	Ul'dah
Age	34
Marital Status	Single
Occupation	Professional Alcoholic/Sword-for-Hire
Height/Weight	7'3" / 310 lbs
Orientation	Straight-ish
Relatives	Thundering Mountain (Father) Iron Ash (Mother)

Blazing Orchid (16th Sun 3th Umbral Moon (June 16th)) is a Hellsguard Roegadyn from Abalathia's Spine who has traveled south to Ul'dah in search of coin, a little fun, and booze strong enough to get her right properly drunk. Oh, and her would-be errant husband.

Basic Info

LIKES ■ Strong Alcohol ■ High-End Cuisine ■ Gold ■ A Good Tumble and/or Tussle

DISLIKES ■ The Cold ■ Sticks-in-the-Mud ■ Stuffed-Shirt Nobles/Bureaucratic Bullshit ■ Voidsent

OTHER ■ Alignment: Chaotic Good ■ Vice(s): A Whole Bunch. Chiefly Drinking/Moko Grass ■ Favorite Food/Drink: Raw Oysters/Whisky ■ Favorite Color: Red and Gold

Appearance & Personality

A massive hulk of a Roegadyn woman, Blazing Orchid cuts an impressive figure in whatever she's wearing. When not out splitting skulls for Coin & Country she prefers baggy trousers in a garish red-and-gold and a thin excuse for a shirt to better advertise her formidable ... tracts of land. There's really no point in pointing out the various scars that cross the woman's tawny amber hide, they're numerous and varied. From neck, to shoulderblade, to mid-forearm she is marked with a set of complex tattoos. Done in bold black ink with deep red accents, they depict what a more banal non-Roegadyn might call wingless dragons, though if asked she'll offer a word in (presumably) the Roegadyn tongue: were-menhir, deadly subterranean worms of lava and stone from her volcanic homeland. The ink versions on her skin are constructed from intricate knots set on a field of ... more interlocking knots. The whole effect is bewildering to the untrained eye, though two more common symbols are obvious. On the point of each shoulder set amid the design is the Sun Disc of Azeyma the Warden, though it's rendered in a similar knotted fashion.

Her hair and eye coloration are a distinct giveaway as to her name - both are a rich shade of purple, her short-cropped mop of hair streaked with gold. Speaking of jewelry: the woman clearly has a bizarre affectation for it, chiefly in her favorite thing. Gold. Most commonly she wears a braided and hammered torque and matching cuffs, with odd jointed rings on her middle fingers.

Orchid (sometimes shortened further to a vulgar "Orki") is, in the broadest sense of the term, tolerant. She knows what she likes (a very long list) and doesn't like (a considerably shorter list), though she can be persuaded with logic and reason. She's not as dumb as she looks - and given that she's at least a good fourty-five percent drunk one hundred percent of the time, there are times when she looks pretty dumb. ...or at least like a perfect example of another Roegadyn brute out to kill for coin.

Biography

What Came Before

Born in the sun-and-lava blasted mountains, Blazing Orchid was born on an especially hot day and with a head spotted with a fine layer of very bright purple fuzz. And while her name is far more descriptive in her native tongue (but much more cumbersome and nigh-impossible to pronounce for Southerners), Blazing Orchid she was so named. Life would have been much more uneventual for Orchid had her mother not been a goldsmith of some talent. Her business partner, another goldsmith, had a son of a similar age. The pair grew up as partners-in-crime from their first namedays. As these things tended to happen, a lifelon friendship turned to genuine affection.

Wanting to earn a rich and respectable name for himself, her would-be husband left their homeland while Orchid remained, now an apprentice to her mother. ...well that was a Calamity and two decades ago, and Orchid began to feel faintly jilted halfway into the first. Leaving her career as a smith behind, Blazing Orchid left her home at 22 to track down the thicknecked son-of-a-puk who ditched her. The goldsmith became a mercenary grunt in the south to fund her search, where her natural towering stature made her stand out - at least where there weren't many other Roegadyn. She took up with a company for a time, mundane mercenaries hunting mundane targets. The Calamity changed much of that. Having tracked down her lover to a pitfighting arena, all leads (and nearly her life) were lost when it felt like the world nearly ended.

Now thrown into this adventuring mess, Orchid is improvising as she goes along. There are parts of it that align well with her pre-Calamity life (she's very good at making things dead), a comfortable amount of off-hours for the various vices she's riddled with, and most surprising of all, being a big damn hero makes a solid amount of coin. Though, that's not to say she's above some honest work on the side...

Footnotes

VA: Jennifer Hale

Theme Song: TBD

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