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| − | | name = Cima Fhae | + | | name = Chani Drift |
| − | | image = Cimauldah.png | + | | image = Chaniferrer.png |
| | | imagewidth = 350 | | | imagewidth = 350 |
| − | | caption = | + | | caption = Imp o' the Sea |
| − | | title = | + | | 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 = 17 (as of ARR) | + | | stat_2_value = 10/03 (1559) |
| − | | stat_3 = Namesday | + | | stat_3 = Guardian |
| − | | stat_3_value = 13/09 (1560) | + | | stat_3_value = [[Llymlaen, the Navigator]] |
| − | | stat_4 = Guardian | + | | stat_4 = Occupation |
| − | | stat_4_value = Menphina, the Lover | + | | stat_4_value = <strike>Thief</strike> for Hire |
| − | | stat_5 = Occupation | + | | stat_5 = Player |
| − | | stat_5_value = Thief for Hire | + | | stat_5_value = [http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=762 Kitty Wizard] |
| − | | stat_6 = Disciple | + | | stat_6 = Server |
| − | | stat_6_value = Botanist/Black Mage | + | | stat_6_value = Balmung |
| | }} | | }} |
| − | {{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. |
| − | '''Cima Fhae''' ['''<font style="color:#ab8ecc;" size="2">''see-ma • f/r/-ay''</font>'''] is a refugee of the Twelveswood who migrated with the remnants of her family during the Calamity. They have since come to call Ul'dah their "home" despite struggles with living in a social world. With five cycles of experience under her belt, Cima has gotten better at managing the alien nation and dangers of assimilation. To fund her family, she offers herself as a hireling - putting particular emphasis on the deftness of her sticky fingers. Above all else, she seeks to protect and support her family and rediscover the wild ways of her past. Some remarkable shinies wouldn't hurt either. | + | :''"Is it a needful thing?"'' |
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| − | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #ab8ecc;font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Appearance and Personality Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ</div>=== | + | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #55a5bd;font-size:11px;color:#d5dada;">Basic Info</div>=== |
| − | [[File:Cimaday.png|210px|thumb|left|Cima in Thanalan]] | + | : [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vEtbfzMLVWU Stray Cat Strut] |
| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Height/Weight: 4 fulms 8 ilms, approx 90 ponz | + | 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. |
| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Build: Waifish, runner
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Complexion: Keeper fairness
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Hair Colour: Ash-blonde
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Eye Colour: Wisteria-purple
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| − | Pixie-like and petite with airy limbs, Cima is a "''wisp of smoke''." Designed to be more of a gatherer than a hunter, what she lacks in strength she makes up for in agility. Her facial features are rather thin and small as well, except her eyes - large and expressive (and purposely shadowed by lines of kohl). Her hair, once long and untamed, has been cropped short to combat Ul'dah's unyielding heat. She likes to style it tastefully mussy and adorn it with various baubles, if possible. Distinguishable markings include blue-purple crescent moons on her outer-face (as tribute for Menphina's boon) as well as a tattoo of a chocobo feather on her right calf. Cima has a graceful gait and greets the world with a small, impish smile.
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Burns easily in sunlight.
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Smells of tobacco and herbs.
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Voice is boisterous and bubbly.
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| − | <table style="position:center;" width="75%">
| + | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #55a5bd;font-size:11px;color:#d5dada;">History</div>=== |
| − | <tr>
| + | : [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLV4_xaYynY All Along the Watchtower] |
| − | <td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Century Gothic;"><h3>
| + | 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. |
| − | <div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #d9abdb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Likes''</center></div></h3> | |
| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Music, bards
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Nature, cute things | |
| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Thrills: mischief and mayhem | |
| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> The cosmos
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Treasure
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| − | <td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Century Gothic;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
| + | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #55a5bd;font-size:11px;color:#d5dada;">Personality</div>=== |
| − | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #d9abdb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Dislikes''</center></div></span></h3>
| + | : [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rMbATaj7Il8 Born to be Wild] |
| − | | + | 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! |
| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Loud noises, sand (essentially Ul'dah)
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Society's rules/traditions
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Non-believers, ill-speakers
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Blood, gore
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Senseless killers
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| − | <td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Century Gothic;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
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| − | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #d9abdb;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Other''</center></div></span></h3> | |
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Alignment: Questionable
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Vice: Stealing, Substances
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Favorite Food: Anything with herb-spicing | |
| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Favorite Drink: Mushroom tea
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Favorite Color: Every colour - the brighter the better.
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| − | </tr></table>
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| − | Loves lemon balm and the colour gold. (Relation: lemons are yellow!)
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| − | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #ab8ecc;font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Story Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ</div>===
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| − | =====<div style="padding:0px 30px; font-size:14px;color:#b797db;">The Fhae</div>=====
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| − | Settled in the Twelveswood, the nomadic clan consisted of both immediate and extended blood. They were mostly recluses with a strong sense of family, custom and a preference for freelance work. Each tribe-member was "''expected to be of use''" and apprentice under a Mamha, perpetuating and honing a specific skill for survival (though the young would pick up various traits from their teachers).
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Great-Mamha Sia, Story-teller and Ritualist
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Mamha Vica, Protector
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Mamha Euna, Artist
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Mamha Mira, Magician
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Mamha Nea, Tinker
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Mamha Risa, Thief
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| − | Stories and song were vital and sacred to the group, and their culture was rooted in oral tradition. Each Fhae was raised to express themselves bodily, participating in Great-Sia's stories with physical representations and joining in harmonious, drum-propelled dance. Nea was responsible for their instruments and elaborate costumes, Risa was in charge of teaching dexterity and flow to the children and Mira, how to incorporate (their own version of) thaumaturgy in self-expression, higher understanding and prayer. So the Fhae never saw themselves under "''some strict family code''," rather... they had fun. And they were family - the heartbeat of many meeting as one. For an onlooker within the Twelve's labyrinth, they would see explosive, vibrant orbs of light dancing among the trees accompanied by whooping, drumming, and laughter.
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| − | However, this fundamental characteristic of their clan-life was not meant for outsiders, and they were under the rule that they would not present their "''light-filled spirits''" to strangers. Fhae normally only met foreigners quarterly (sooner, if necessary) when they visited the Shroud's hamlets or city to barter their services (and why the apprenticeship between Mamha and young was required). A tent for trade would be constructed on the outskirts of the town with wares that included: crafts (instruments like rattles and drums, wood carvings like masks and pipes), plants (be it for diet, medicinal value or other), fish, spells, as well as services such as: repairs, palmistry, fortune-telling (tarot cards), and clandestine procurement (thievery).
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| − | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #ab8ecc;font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Affiliations Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ</div>===
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| − | <td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Arial;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
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| − | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #d9abdb;font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Relationships''</center></div></span></h3>
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> [[Melle Cranberry]]: For now it shall be summed up in a song: [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tN_HVup9oOg ♫]</td>
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| − | <td style="vertical-align: top;width:50%;padding-right:10px; font-size:9pt;font-family:Arial;"><h3><span class="mw-headline">
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| − | <div style="padding:10px 35px; background: #d9abdb;font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;"><center>''Organizations''</center></div></span></h3>
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Member of [[Rosa]]
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> The Pawnshop ''Finders, Keepers'' located on Emerald Avenue, Ul'dah
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| − | : <font style="color:#b797db;" size="3">✿</font> Keeper Clan, the ''Fhae''</tr></table>
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| − | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #ab8ecc;font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Gallery Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ</div>===
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| − | <center><gallery>
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| − | Image:Fhaesmoke.png|Art Concept One
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| − | Image:Blackandwhite.png|Art Concept Two
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| − | Image:Cimalaugh.png|Benchmark One
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| − | Image:Cimaoh.png|Benchmark Two
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| − | </gallery></center>
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| − | ===<div style="padding:10px 15px; background: #ab8ecc;font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:14px;color:#5F5F5F;">Trivia Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ</div>===
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| − | Credit to [[Knave]] for allowing me to use their pretty layout coding scheme! d(=^･ω･^=)b Also secret thanks to [[Nox]] and [[Monogatari]], 'cause I stole that scrolly bit for the 100 questions! :D And [[youngwoon]], 'cause I didn't realize how to do the gallery-thingie!
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Chani Drift is a simple stray with an unhealthy obsession 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.
- "Is it a needful thing?"
Basic Info
- Stray Cat Strut
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.
History
- 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.
Personality
- Born to be Wild
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!
