Cinnabar Prentice

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Cinnabar Prentice
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Gender	Female
Race	Roegadyn
Clan	Hellsguard
Citizenship	Uncertain
Age	21
Nameday	23rd Sun of the 5th Astral Moon
Martial Status	Single
Occupation	Wanderer, Adventurer
Free Company	(Prospect) Blue Sky Ventures
Server	Balmung

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Character Basics

Hyur-raised at the eastern foothills of Mor Dhona, Cinnabar Prentice is a passionate, if atypically introverted, roegadyn. The influences for such were seeded from early childhood, in a tumultuous series of abandonment and loss of family members- eventually leaving a young Cinnabar alone in Thanalan, far from her home at the tail of the Vug'ram River valley.

Years of life in the otherwise unforgiving desertlands had found Cinnabar a survivor yet, applying her inherent brawn toward manual labor and back-alley fisticuffs for a pittance of gil. It wasn't until she was accepted into a community house that her lot in life had improved over a decade of such living, finding not only steady employment and her own bed, but friends and a blossoming love interest.

Spirits rekindled, Cinnabar found the inspiration to train her hand with the Lancer's Guild by gift of a spear from a sympathetic, elezen warrior- and with no purpose other than to defend that which she had gained. Alas, while accomplished she'd proven to be in her time in the Shroud among Lancers and Wailers, she returned home after several moons to find all traces of her home erased.

Today, she is once more on her own in the world. Nevertheless, with leathers on her back and weapon in hand, she forges onward, seeking those better days that had come once, and should come again, Twelve willing.

Appearance

Height: 7Fm 5Im || Weight: 322Pz || Age: 20Yrs

There is no questioning the pink-skinned Hellsguard's lineage. Even still, her muscle mass is more lean than bulky. Her vivid, crimson hair carries a natural wave and feathering, often tied back into a manageable braid. Beneath amber eyes rests a smattering of deep, rosy freckles that extend across the bridge of her nose- with other freckled patches hiding beneath clothing. Less noticable at a glance are the numerous scars speckling her exposed skin, telling of her life of manual labors, and the risks one would take for survival.

While often modestly garbed in unflattering attire, Cinnabar's combat and travel garments are fitting her adventurous lifestyle, painstakingly stitched, sewn, cured and crimped. At times, she may even find the nerve to wear something effeminate and appealing, though this is a rare occasion reserved for those she'd feel confident and comfortable enough around to expose more than her arms and face.

She is often seen with a large, dingy rucksack strapped to her back, overladen with her every personal belongings.

Combat

Cinnabar's childhood aspirations of knightly lancers and legendary dragoons have culminated in her formal education with the Lancer's Guild of Gridania. Though some might scoff at the sizable roegadyn wielding a polearm rather than a mighty axe, Cinnabar proves surprisingly agile and quick footed for her size, with all the force behind each swipe or stab that one can expect from her powerful physique.

Nevertheless, Cinnabar has seen some exposure to unarmed combat, and even the battleaxe as one would expect. The former, a relic mostly from her life on the streets, fighting in self-defense or in back alleys for pittance of gil. The latter, a dabbling in conjunction with her preferred weapon's style and plenty experience swinging axes and picks in logging and mining ventures.

Her preferred weapon is the versatile spear-axe hybrid of the halberd.

Personality

In line of work, Cinnabar is nothing if not driven toward the end result, cooperative with her colleagues. This can potentially come at the detriment to her own being, placing herself willingly into harm's way to protect someone of innocence or import- and compulsively so for those near and dear to her heart.

Socially, she is proves a stark contrast in confidence. Stammering, fidgeting, she will often avoid conversation of her own initiation, though may welcome it readily from others. She readily offers earnest compliments of others, but those aimed in her direction may find her face going red as a raddish. She is often reluctant to speak about herself in depth, however; particularly her past. The lack of self-confidence, often misleading others to figure her for a shy book-worm alone, rather than an agile hunter- much less a devoted defender.

Even then, Cinnabar would much sooner escape to a lonely corner or a desolate alleyway to lose herself in the pages of a sappy romance novel or bleed onto the pages of her most treasured diary. Given time and exposure, however, she would warm to familiar and amicable faces... And should she ever find someone fitting to serve as her sanctuary, would willingly share herself in ways that perhaps only that raggedy, old diary has ever been privy to.

Employment History

• House Gemini (AKA, Gemini Bakery) – Resident and general helping hand, assisting with every day chores from cooking, cleaning, landscaping, repairs, and stable mucking
• Blue Sky Ventures - Current prospect for membership. Presently assisting with general help around the company tavern with cooking, cleaning, and waiting. Pending formal trial of combat to assess her skills.

Likes, Dislikes, Etc...

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Likes ■ Snow and greenery ■ Romantic novels, poetry, music ■ Stuffed toys ■ Piano ■ Ishgardian culture ■ Hot springs/tubs ■ Camp fires/Fire places

Dislikes ■ Manipulators ■ Egotists ■ Slavery ■ Needless violence/bloodshed ■ Tampering of her mementos ■ Orobon stew

Strengths ■ Honest ■ Empathic ■ Stalwart ■ Compassionate ■ Protective

Weaknesses ■ Nostalgic ■ Low self-esteem ■ Socially anxious ■ Self-sacrificing

Other ■ Alignment: Neutral Good ■ Favorite Food: Dzemael gratin ■ Favorite Sweet: Cinnamon roll ■ Favorite Drink: Honeyed cider with ginger ■ Favorite Colors: Red, Blue, Silver ■ Favorite Season: Spring ■ Favorite Weather: Snowy, Breezey, Warm ■ Favorite Time: Twilight ■ Most valued possession: Diary

Gossip and Relations

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Relationships ♥ Love/ Mate ♥ Platonic Love ♥ Former Love/Mate ● Colleague ● Friend ● Neutral ● Enemy ◢ Family ◢ Friends ● Srav Cullinane: Cinnabar's final motivator to pursue the polearm as her means of self defense and of that which she cares for, came in Srav's generous gift of a simple spear. Though Cinnabar has not happened upon Srav since, she keeps the worn spearhead of her first weapon as a keepsake nonetheless, and will gladly greet the dusky elezen should their paths ever cross again. ♥ Koschei Wynters: Headmistress of the now dissolved House Gemini, Koschei had come to take a deeper interest in the disheveled, malnourished street-rat of a Hellsguard. Passions and emotions bloomed, in secrecy from the greater population of the House. A mere couple suns after their first, official 'date,' Cinnabar left to train with the Lancer's Guild- foregoing giving an earnest response of commitment until she'd return after some moons. Alas, Cinnabar never had the chance. After the two years since, regret remains; wondering what had happened to her old sweetheart and if things would have been different had she'd just committed and stayed a while longer. ◢ Enemies Photo Gallery Fan Art Screenshots