Caldera Tumet
| Caldera Tumet | |
 "Fire, fire burning bright, tell me all the secrets of the night..." | |
| Gender | Female |
| Race | Au Ra |
| Clan | Xaela |
| Citizenship | Unaffiliated/Ishgard |
| Age | Uknown, about 19 physically |
| Occupation | Mercenary/Smithy |
| Marital Status | Single |
| Orientation | Bisexual |
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Character
♦ General
Trees.
Symbols of life, to some the symbol of rebirth or even that of purity.
To the Tumet, symbols of a child's coming of age, symbols of the hardship to come and the strenght needed to overcome them.
Caldera was once of the same opinion, a long time ago. As a child, like all of the Tumet, she was abandonned tied to a tree. Nameless, without tools or weapons, she was left to fend for herself.
Thirteen moons. Thus is the lenght of time it took her to find the way back to her tribe, her family. Thirteen moons without help to fend for herself. For most, a short time. For her, it was an eternity. An eternity during which she learned to curse her clan, then to long for her clan, then to find and scavenge food, hunt, fish, find tracks and waypoints, make camps, tools and weapons out of basic materials. And when she found her clan, they had given up on her altogether, believing her to be long dead as before that day, she had always been one of the weaker children, one to cry when hurt.
After that day, she never cried again, or at the least, never in public.
After that day, she slowly became of the most hardy, of the strongest younglings of her tribe.
The elders were mostly glad of finding such determination in their youth and such taste for curiosity, for learning. Even though some of the older ones knew she would not stay forever.
The day of parting came, however, sooner then any had anticipated. At the young age of 15 summers, Caldera left her tribe for good. Her reason for departing : A stop to trade in the mighty city of Ishgard.
The size and colors of the town captured her entirely, the dragoons, in their awe inspiring armors, the symbol of what she found her family to be sorely lacking.
Protectors.
The city was full of people whom, simply put, gave a dam. People who, as different as they were, worked together against unbelievable odds to try and usher in an astral era. This courage was so incredible to her young eyes that she left her tribe without even thinking... And, lying on her age to be allowed in, joined the Ishgardian army soon after.
Where some of the dragoons despised her dragon-like traits, one of the older men actually saw there something unique.
A proof.
Dragons would never be feared again, instead, they would come to fear men, women, beastfolk...
...And Au Ra.
The fact was that this man, more then simply seeing one more tribewoman looking for a way out, saw that spark of curiosity in Caldera.
It took three years for her to leave the army, finding she would never become a dragoon as she once wanted if she kept training only with swords. Seeing no other way, the young Au Ra left her beloved Ishgard to look for adventure with skills as varied as her aspirations, having learned to hunt and fish for her food as well as to repair or build her own weapons and armor.
It took her almost all of her money to secure her way out : Passage by ship to Limsa Lominsa.
There, she picked up a battleaxe and joined the marauder guild, passing quite a few months as a normal guild member, taking guildleves to train.
After those few months, records of her activity mostly vanished...
Only one thing was known amongst the underground elements of the city :
The Red Dragon of Ishgard, veteran of battle with axe and sword, had taken up daggers.
Caldera Tumet had joined the rogue guild.
♦ Appearance
Slightly red hair comes crashing in front of her forehead, scales of midnight black covering part of her face. Her eyes, different colors one from the other, tend to give her a slightly childish look contrasting with the horns that grow on each sides of her head.
While she adapts to situations as needed, she tend to prefer wearing clothes that are light yet stylish, although she often forget looks when it comes to her business attire for rogue guild activities, going instead for pure functionality.
While she dreams of becoming a dragoon, she dislikes helmets, a thing that has kept her from joining most guilds of fighters as few are those that dare pick up armor with not head protection.
Due to her tail and horns, she has had to adapt her clothes all her life, making her a slightly decent seamstress.
♦ Behaviour
A charismatic lass, Caldera learned that, oftentimes, actions speak louder then words at an early age, leading to her demeanor and to her being, in general, a woman of few words.
With that said, when she decides to let herself off the leash a bit, she can become quite lively, especially if a few drinks are involved.
Although she still loves Ishgard a lot, she has found, in Limsa Lominsa, a group of people whom are both interesting, laidback and hardworking, making the wench her home away from home.
She is interested in learning thaumaturgy and constantly preparing for her long trips outside the city or to other cities.
Combat
Being knowledgeable in many fighting styles, from fighting with a single sword, dual wielding and with a two handed weapon all the way to fighting using nothing but fists or magic, she tends to either use her fists or two small daggers (or swords) although she has been constantly hoping to learn lance fighting and join the ranks of the dragoons. While decent at most any fighting style, it his obvious she is used to wielding swords and using whatever she can procure, although her stance with the gigantic axes of Limsa Lominsa could still use some work. She keeps on herself quite a few hidden throwing knives, an habit she took from her time with the rogue guild, and is proficient at throwing them. While she is a fast learner, she tends to draw out fights for longer then needed as she found that she enjoys fighting quite a lot.
Echo Power
Echo Power:
Unknown if he has any.
Description:
While she seems to have some kind of special ability, she rarely talk of them and, to some who know her well, admit that she has no idea what exactly are her abilities. Whenever she takes damage that would be fatal to most, this strange power seems to restore her somehow as she usually reappears within a short time, with barely any scratches on her. Her ability to explain this phenomenon seems particularly poor, only finding out about what is known as echo very recently.
★ Recent RP events ★
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Rumours
- ■ "A woman with short blades, red hair and odd eyes you say? Aye, I saw a lass like that. Hang 'round the Wench I reckon. Oh, and don't say the words Isghard or Dragoon around her, I swear she'll make ye ears bleed with talk." - Citizen of Limsa Lominsa, easily heard.
- ■ "What? Girl with red hair and weird eyes? Aye, saw a woman o' that liking around. Ask at the wench, ye might just find out more, if she ain't there, I'd try th' library, real bookrat, that one." Guard of Limsa Lominsa, moderately easy to hear
- ■ "Fire hair, eyes to scare a wyrm and with blades at her belt you say? Talks of dragoons and does research..? Aye, heard o' the lass, they call her the Red Dragon of Ishgard they do, but hey, try surviving for a few years in the army without gettin' a ridiculous name slapped on ye, try it, I dare ye..! Anyroad, last I heard she was headin' to Gridania, must finnaly have worked out th' courage to join them lancers..." - "Slightly" drunk patron of the drowning wench, hard to hear (Unless you ask directly about the nickname, obviously.)
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♦ Footnotes
Alignment:
Neutral Good (Most often, when not looking for something in particular or when her way of life is in no peril.)
Chaotic Neutral (Rarely, but sometimes resort to chaotic neutral methods without any remorse for different reasons, especially when acting as a rogue guild agent, in need of information or when her free way of life is in peril.)
Theme song(s):
Theme of her Rogue dealings
Theme of her past army dealings
Mercenary dealings
Red Dragon Of Ishgard Theme
General Theme
