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| − | | name = Cima Fhae | + | | name = Chani Drift |
| − | | image = Smileycima.png | + | | image = Chaniferrer.png |
| − | | imagewidth = 280 | + | | imagewidth = 350 |
| − | | caption = '''The Treasure Faerie''' | + | | caption = Imp o' the Sea |
| − | | title = Your Go-To Girl! | + | | title = [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4b1wt3-zpzQ Theme Song: Little Greenback] |
| | | gender = Female | | | gender = Female |
| − | | citizenship = Ul'dah | + | | citizenship = Drifter |
| | | race = Miqo'te | | | race = Miqo'te |
| | | clan = Keeper of the Moon | | | clan = Keeper of the Moon |
| | | stat_1 = Birthplace | | | stat_1 = Birthplace |
| − | | stat_1_value = The Black Shroud | + | | stat_1_value = Limsa Lominsa |
| − | | stat_2 = Age | + | | stat_2 = Namesday |
| − | | stat_2_value = 18 (as of 1577) | + | | stat_2_value = 10/03 (1559) |
| − | | stat_3 = Occupation | + | | stat_3 = Guardian |
| − | | stat_3_value = Pawnbroker | + | | stat_3_value = [[Llymlaen, the Navigator]] |
| − | | stat_4 = Disciple | + | | stat_4 = Occupation |
| − | | stat_4_value = Botanist | + | | stat_4_value = <strike>Thief</strike> for Hire |
| − | | stat_5 = Job | + | | stat_5 = Player |
| − | | stat_5_value = ? | + | | stat_5_value = [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=762 Kitty Wizard] |
| − | | stat_6 = | + | | stat_6 = Server |
| − | | stat_6_value = | + | | stat_6_value = Balmung |
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| − | {{Character-stub}}
| + | '''Chani Drift''' is a simple stray with a<strike>n unhealthy obsession</strike> love of three things: games, money and booze. Career-wise, she considers herself a specialist in the procurement and trade of goods. You want it, she can find it. At a price. |
| − | <font style="color:#466b69;" size="2">'''Cima Fhae'''</font> [''see-ma <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">•</font> f/r/-ay''] is a... well, that is...
| + | :''"Is it a needful thing?"'' |
| − | <center>''"Is it a needful thing?"''</center>
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| − | ''Credit to [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=594 Knave] for allowing me to use their pretty layout coding scheme! d(=^･ω･^=)b''
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| − | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #90c594;font-size:14px;color:#466b69;">Character</div>=== | + | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #55a5bd;font-size:11px;color:#d5dada;">Basic Info</div>=== |
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| + | : [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vEtbfzMLVWU Stray Cat Strut] |
| − | =====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#466b69;">Etymology</div>=====
| + | She's a small, shapely thing - a once gawky foundation turned to womanform. Or turning, judging by the chub of her cheeks and occasional stumbles, fumbles and tumbles (she's a ditsy helmsman). Her voice is bubbly and boisterous (inside voice? what inside voice?) and her tongue as foul as a sailor's. A tad of fire touches her blonde hair and her eyes are the sky and the sea. Beyond that, no real noteworthy brands. She's got a dim-witted smile though. |
| − | [http://www.thinkbabynames.com/meaning/0/Cima Cima] [http://www.thinkbabynames.com/meaning/0/Fay Fhae] - translation: ''treasure'', ''faith''. Fae may also refer to ''[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fairy faeries]''. The 'h' is silent unless pronounced in Miqo'te tongue. Resembles the Roegadyn word "Frae," meaning ''free''. Also associated with ''fray'': the unraveling of fabric - Nymeia, the Spinner. | |
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| − | =====<div style="padding: 0px 30px; font-size: 14px;color:# 466b69;"> Appearance</div>==== = | + | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #55a5bd;font-size:11px;color:#d5dada;">History</div>=== |
| − | A slight sprite of a creature with delicate features, Cima is... a ''wisp of smoke''. Shaped lithe, her muscles are wanting - though that isn't to say she lacks tone entirely; since training by the blade her body has filled out... some. A figure that - in design - seems graceful... but in actuality, luckless and gawky.
| + | : [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLV4_xaYynY All Along the Watchtower] |
| | + | Chani grew up as a typical Lominsan youth: playing pirates, pulling pranks on tourists, pissing off the deckhands... She was happy (even with three older brothers tormenting her mercilessly.) Unfortunately her mother caught a cold, and it developed, and one can see where this leads to. Except before her passing, their was hope. An expensive one. The family's father (a failing merchant) said ''"'Ey!"''... and turned to gambling. If he could just get that jackpot! Needles to say, he racked up some serious monetary debts (the drinking didn't help). And when the hope faded and the family should've moved on... well, he approached a pirate gang for financial assistance. Except after a while the benefactors suspected the father was attempting to weasel out of his servitude, and so the Knights of Barracuda were anonymously tipped off on a "major pirate den" at Chani's residence. Acting on this information, the Knights ransacked the place, setting it ablaze and arresting the three brothers. Luckily (or not so?), Chani's escape was masked by the ensuing takedown of her brothers. As for the fate of her father... well, none of it she's very sure on. And as there's nothing she's been able to do (or find) in the ten years since, Chani has drifted on with her life. |
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| − | Her hair is a mint green with aqua highlights, fashioned in pig-tails and parted just off-center. Cima's eyes are a piercing red wreathed in a long lace of lash and darkened along the corners by kohl, charred petals and/or stones. A noticeable scar tapers over Cima's left eye (a product of her clumsiness and ill-timing.) Her skin, blemished here and there by other noteworthy injuries (specifically a seared-scar the length of her back), is the typical Keeper complexion and as such, burns easily in sunlight.
| + | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #55a5bd;font-size:11px;color:#d5dada;">Personality</div>=== |
| − | | + | : [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rMbATaj7Il8 Born to be Wild] |
| − | Around her neck dangles a bell-pendant - tinkling like wind-chimes with the subtlest of movements. Cima also commits to the time-honoured tribal paint of her people, accentuating the outer-corners of her face with blue-purple crescent moons for Menphina's boon.
| + | A loudmouth and tomfool, Chani is knowledge-starved and thrill-seeking. Trouble's her name and danger's her game. She acts out of her best interests and isn't above pushing someone under the choco-coach if it means another day of life in her lungs. I advise you to watch your pockets around this one: what's yours is hers, and what's hers is hers. And expect the unexpected. Or maybe she's predictably unpredictable. Good luck! |
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| − | =====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#466b69;">Personality</div>===== | |
| − | Cima Fhae is one tough cookie, even if she doesn't look it. A formidable will resides beneath her shy exterior; determination that often lands in her a spot of trouble (neglects to look both ways before crossing the street sort of deal). On the subject of trouble, Cima seems to have innate ability to attract misfortune... and misery follows her like a lost puppy. If it wasn't for her resolution she'd be a hopeless cause, which makes her stubbornness more of a blessing, really. She fights for what she loves.
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| − | She has an affinity for living things, be it plants, animals or beings. It isn't a skill she abuses, however: where she could manipulate, she encourages, and where she could destroy, she heals. As taught, she is a distant lover. A reserved observer, Cima knows more than most would like her to - but don't worry, your secret's safe with her. Besides, she's too caught up in her own head most of the time to put her creativity to an admirable/terrible use. To people, she's quietly polite unless trifled with. She fears abandonment and experiences flight-anxiety in combat.
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| − | With unusual maturity and sophistication for her age, Cima behaves like more of a lady than a girl. That isn't to say she's soft or eloquent - a casual feminine, with girlish and boyish quirks all round. A kitty-cat that plays by her own rules, deceptively conservative and with her share of inconsistent surprises.
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| − | She is also a devout of the Twelve, highly spiritual and superstitious. Quietly considers herself borderline psychic, sensitive to the supernatural realm.
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| − | <div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #90c594;font-size:14px;color:#466b69;"><center>''Interests''</center></div></h3> | |
| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Horticulture, herbalism
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Treasure, baubles and antiquities
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Chasing the dream, fairytales
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Adventure
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| − | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #90c594;font-size:14px;color:#466b69;"><center>''Concerns''</center></div></span></h3>
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> War, conflict, humanity
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Elementals, The Twelve
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Battle prowess - rather, lack there of.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> The Future; mysteries surrounding the Calamity
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| − | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #90c594;font-size:14px;color:#466b69;"><center>''Other''</center></div></span></h3>
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Namesday: 13/04, 1559
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Guardian: Nophica, the Matron
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Alignment: [http://easydamus.com/neutralgood.html Neutral Good]
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Theme Song: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=krHhHzjAFB0 What a Life]
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Voice: [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P8tHYSVr5fY ♫] (Eleven)
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| − | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #90c594;font-size:14px;color:#466b69;">Story</div>===
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| − | =====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#466b69;">Overview</div>=====
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| − | [[File:Eastshroud.png|right|220px|Eastshroud.png]]
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Born in the Eastern Shroud to the Fhae family - shamans regarded for their mystery, cunning and eerie intuition. Clan totem: [red-eyed] frog.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Raised harmoniously with the forest and its spirits; affinity for nature, as expected for a Fhae. However: not particularly as clever (or attentive) as her kin and struggles to prove herself as time goes on.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Occasionally visits Gridania and hamlets as they wander the Twelveswood - selling/exchanging herbs (medicines, spices; incense), their "gift of divine insight" (fortune-telling), etc.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> A fateful night by campfire: their (proud) perception neglects to caution them of a nearby Ixali troop. Slaughtered or separated but all lost, Cima Fhae (eight cycles at this point) is a lonely survivor.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> While slinking through the Twelveswood a half-cycle later, Cima is drawn into the throng of trees by a familiar song. She stumbles upon a campsite, unknowingly discovering the wandering swordsman (and retired Sultan-sworn), Fohcs, fast asleep. Foolishly drinks from a pot of mushroom-tea and finds herself [down The Rabbit Hole]. Fohcs rescues Cima from the self-induced nightmare and shows her the "bright side." Cima pours her lonely little heart out.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> The two decide to stick together (along with his young coeurl, Klyn-Koena) and lead a nomadic life - every once and a while reacquainting themselves with civilization. Fohcs' views and values grow on Cima and she adopts many of his attributes as her own, considering him a funny-sort-of-father-like-figure. Troublesome trio of teacher, student, and really big cat.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Cima learns by the blade - Fohcs passes down his expertise in swordplay, fashioning her with a rapier to accommodate for her size and strength.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Some cycles later (Cima, thirteen). The wildlife has been behaving peculiarly and the group decide to trek through the dunes to pay Fohcs' sister, Wilfie, a visit in Ul'dah. Cima is impressed by their collaborative collection of treasures.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Fohcs seeks answers. A military draft is received. After deliberation, Fohcs takes up arms with the Immortal Flames and leaves Cima and Koena to Wilfie until his return.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Calamity - the fall of Dalamud. Contrary to the wishes of the Styr-siblings, Cima can't stay idly by and takes up Koena as courser, racing to the Carteneau Plains to "save" Fohcs.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Enters the battle, scouring the field for Fohcs. Tries to avoid the conflict, though reluctantly delivers a volley of arrows and several stabs and slashes from her sword over the course of the fight. Bahamut splits from his cocoon and against her commands, Koena flees the battle - but not before she manages to catch a glimpse of Fohcs. Cima and Koena manage to take shelter and miraculously survive the megaflare.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Wilfie, who followed Cima (lest feel Fohcs' wrath), discovers her and Koena unconscious among the fire and rubble. Fuzzy on the importance of the two, Wilfie nonetheless brings them home and nurses them back to health.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Due to her half-witnessing of events (between the chaos of battle and Koena's bounding retreat), Cima awoke (one week later) with a vague awareness (and partially scorched flesh): Fohcs' presence had not been diminished... and she knew of him. The rest was a distant dream.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Lives five years with Wilfie and Koena, gradually regaining her strength from the burning and helping Wilfie with her pawnshop. (Semi)Patiently awaits the return of Fohcs.
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> By 1577, .
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| − | '''East Shroud. 1567.''' ''Curiousity killed the cat. Satisfaction brought her back.''
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| − | : [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=STuC0Wl2Gfk ♫] <spoiler><center>''. . . ~ O! what a fright''
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| − | Vica'a! Risa!
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| − | ''. . . ~ Guide to grave . . .''
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| − | Muma! Pupa...
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| − | ... They're all...
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| − | ''. . . ~ O, vanish in night''
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| − | ... All...
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| − | ''. . . ~ There's nothing left to save . . .''
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| − | I'm all alone.
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| − | ''. . . ~ O! little light . . . little light . . . little . . . light . . .''</center>
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| − | Cima Fhae awoke with a start. The boughs of her perch quivered and creaked, and she thought with sleepy wonderment if her shaking was enough to tremble the entirety of a tree. ''Of course not'' she realized with the gradual re-emergence of her senses. ''A storm brews''. She reached to the vine-snare adjacent to her living-branch, retrieving and equipping her bow and quiver before descending the length of the tree with astonishing fleetness for one arising from a drowse. Her feet met the floor at the precise instant thunder shattered overhead - and had she not been in a foul mood, she would've mused (as children do) that she carried with her the weight of giants, ''even her footsteps were thunder''!
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| − | Bouncing away from her forest-fort with a whispering fare-well, Cima attempted to free her mind of night-terrors by focusing on her objective: storms spooked the wildlife and, with the tree-leaves caught up in excited chatter for the anticipated rain, now was her chance to hunt. She had never been good at the hunt - her brothers and sisters and cousins were of the bow, she... was of the "flower." Her mother had put it kindly. Taja thought she was disgraceful. But what had she known anyway - she had all boys. Euna had been able to talk to the forest, too! But then - ''muma thought it was bugs that did it'' - Euna went deaf. ''And she couldn't teach me about the forest-talk anymore.''
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| − | Cima halted her sprint, faced with a fork in one of the Twelveswoods' many roads. Crouched low among the brush as she considered her direction, a sudden voice struck out to her. That there was even a voice ''here'' was curious enough... ''a stringed song'', both foreboding and alluring in sound. Ears cocked, she listened closely... incredulously... and with a pang found its familiarity:
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| − | <center>''~ O! little light''
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| − | ''~ Direct me stray''
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| − | ''~ O, forgetful sprite''
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| − | ''~ I'm lost on my way''</center>
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| − | ''That song'' drifted from beyond the paths, and so Cima followed. Gentle drops of rain began their pitter-patter and the Shroud heaved a sigh.
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| − | <center>''~ O! silly wight''
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| − | ''~ Faltering candle''
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| − | ''~ O, out of sight''
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| − | ''~ You're quite the vandal''</center>
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| − | She felt like she was walking through a dream.
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| − | <center>''~ O! what a fright''
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| − | ''~ Guide to grave''
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| − | ''~ O, vanish in night''
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| − | ''~ There's nothing left to save. . .''</center>
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| − | Nearly there, and Cima was creeping with the softness of a mouse. She could make out firelight among the trees.
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| − | <center>''. . . ~ O . . . little . . . light . . .</center>
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| − | The final verse faded in a ghostly hush as she stalked out from among the branches and skirted the small campsite; analyzing the area. Her stomach tightened as she realized the only form of life there seemed to be... ''fast asleep''; a large shape, curled among blankets. The fire was flickering to a finish. ''But... who?'' Cima felt her face contorting miserably as the tears began to well. She was defeated. Sopping wet, she moved slowly out into the openness of the glade and tip-toed to what remained of the fire, desiring warmth as she fell to an overwhelming wave of loss and self-pity. The stranger had constructed a sort of hanging-blanket (tarp) as shelter for himself and his things, and as she approached the pit she noticed a silver-bowl dangling over the dwindling flames. Sniffling, she peeked into the pot, and found her tears melted away from the wafting steam. ''Tea...'' she deduced upon further inspection, and again she was reminded of (what felt like) a life long past. ''Story-telling by moonlight with muma's tea and honey... and pupa's music...'' With a glance to her side, Cima discovered a discarded cup among fabric-covers and stooped to pick it up. She submerged the glass, dipping it, and with the retract noticed fragments floating in the drink... but with a sniff, it smelled of nothing but peppermint. Shrugging, she sipped at the hot beverage while avoiding the foreign scraps. A tranquil warmth gradually sunk in as she swallowed the draught. WIP.
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| − | ''That music...'' Curiousity spiked, Cima turned to examine the small grounds for the instrument she had heard. WIP</spoiler> | |
| − | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #90c594;font-size:14px;color:#466b69;">Affiliations</div>===
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| − | =====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#466b69;">Organizations</div>=====
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> No linkshell
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> The Pawnshop ''Finders, Keepers'' located on Emerald Avenue, Ul'dah
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Keeper Clan, ''Frog-Fhae''
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Eyrifohc Styrsyn: /Wandering Fox, Son of Star/ "Fohcs."
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Klyn-Koena: /Small Queen/ "Koena."
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> [[Wilfwyb Styrwyn]]: /Wolf-Woman, Daughter of Star/ "Wilfie."
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> [[Melle Cranberry]]:
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| − | [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=2331 RP Preferences]
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Day-dreamer - [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alice%27s_Adventures_in_Wonderland Alice in Wonderland]
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> The Duo - [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/L%C3%A9on:_The_Professional The Professional]
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Fohcs - [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gurney_Halleck Gurney Halleck]
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Stray Cat - [http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Thomas_O%27Malley O'Malley the Alley Cat]
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| − | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #90c594;font-size:14px;color:#466b69;"><center>''Rumours''</center></div></span></h3>
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| − | ''Word of mouth. True or False?''
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| − | <div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #90AB76;">◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard)</div></b>
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| − | (,,,)(=^.^=)(,,,) To be adjusted.
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| − | =====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#466b69;">Images</div>=====
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Art
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| − | :<spoiler>[http://postimg.org/image/ilhy7vsaf// ”Is life always this hard, or is it just when you’re a kid?”]
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| − | [[File:Fhaesmoke.png]]</spoiler>
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| − | : <font style="color:#466b69;" size="3">■</font> Beta
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| − | :<spoiler>[[File:Fhaeadventure.png]]</spoiler>
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| − | :<spoiler>[[File:Missfhae.png]]</spoiler>
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