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<div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;"><b>CHILDHOOD</b><br>Dillon was born into a nomadic tribe of Midlanders who called the deep woods of the Shroud their home. Like the other children, Dillon was raised to hold absolute respect for nature and the preservation of life, adopting the practice of veganism and shunning the practice of magic for the burden it placed on the land. One day, Dillon and his brother wandered away from the camp to play in a nearby river and were set upon by a pair of river yarzon. Though they managed to escape, Dillon was bitten and soon succumbed to the yarzon's poison. Certain that Dillon would die, the elders of his tribe made him comfortable as he started to pass. It was the middle of the night when Dillon's body began to glow, alight with borrowed aether as his body cleansed itself of the poison; a sign that Dillon had now awoken to his talent with the healing arts. Abhorred by Dillon's recovery, he was cast out of the tribe and forced to wander the forests alone. He lived this way for two years, until a Wood Wailer scouting party discovered him at the tender age of 13 and brought him into Gridania proper. It wasn't long before Dillon's talent for healing was noticed, and he was taken in by the Conjurer's Guild. | <div align=justify><div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#444146;font-family:Georgia;"><b>CHILDHOOD</b><br>Dillon was born into a nomadic tribe of Midlanders who called the deep woods of the Shroud their home. Like the other children, Dillon was raised to hold absolute respect for nature and the preservation of life, adopting the practice of veganism and shunning the practice of magic for the burden it placed on the land. One day, Dillon and his brother wandered away from the camp to play in a nearby river and were set upon by a pair of river yarzon. Though they managed to escape, Dillon was bitten and soon succumbed to the yarzon's poison. Certain that Dillon would die, the elders of his tribe made him comfortable as he started to pass. It was the middle of the night when Dillon's body began to glow, alight with borrowed aether as his body cleansed itself of the poison; a sign that Dillon had now awoken to his talent with the healing arts. Abhorred by Dillon's recovery, he was cast out of the tribe and forced to wander the forests alone. He lived this way for two years, until a Wood Wailer scouting party discovered him at the tender age of 13 and brought him into Gridania proper. It wasn't long before Dillon's talent for healing was noticed, and he was taken in by the Conjurer's Guild. | ||
<br><b>ADOLESCENCE</b><br>From novice to apprentice to true Conjurer, Dillon soared through the ranks in his teenage years, traveling far and wide at the Guild's behest as both healer and envoy. Beyond the art of conjuration, Dillon learned much about the rest of Eorzea, its inhabitants, its wonders, and its woes; through the guild, he came even closer to understanding his tribe's connection to life, even if they denounced the use of magic to aid in its continuity. However, Dillon's amiable relationship with the guild wouldn't last forever.<br> | <br><b>ADOLESCENCE</b><br>From novice to apprentice to true Conjurer, Dillon soared through the ranks in his teenage years, traveling far and wide at the Guild's behest as both healer and envoy. Beyond the art of conjuration, Dillon learned much about the rest of Eorzea, its inhabitants, its wonders, and its woes; through the guild, he came even closer to understanding his tribe's connection to life, even if they denounced the use of magic to aid in its continuity. However, Dillon's amiable relationship with the guild wouldn't last forever.<br> | ||
| − | + | At age 20, Dillon was assigned by the guild to work in a field hospital operated under the Eorzean Alliance at Camp Bronze Lake. Although familiar with working with the Alliance, this time he was sworn to secrecy on the nature of his work. Upon arriving at Bronze Lake, he understood why; at the far end of the now-drained lake, the hospital was tending to Garlean P.O.W.s far away from the prying eyes of the Warmwine Sanitorium which housed wounded members of the Alliance. | |
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| '''Race''' - Midlander Hyur | | '''Race''' - Midlander Hyur | ||
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| − | | '''Age''' - | + | | '''Age''' - 27 |
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| '''Name Day''' - 20th Sun of the 4th Umbral Moon | | '''Name Day''' - 20th Sun of the 4th Umbral Moon | ||
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Dillon stands fairly tall for a Midlander male, reaching a lean six feet tall. He carries himself in a more relaxed manner in most situations, leaning or slouching against any nearby surface that will support him. His hair, a vibrant red, is usually pulled back into a ponytail for the sake of keeping it out of his eyes, caring little for how messy it may look. His face is diamond-shaped with a slightly crooked nose and thin lips. His eyes are almond-shaped and a vibrant green with thin, dark red eyebrows. Each of his ears carries a multitude of helix piercings, and he regularly paints his face with symbols and markings passed down by his tribe. Dillon also has a tattoo sleeve on his left arm that extends from the shoulder to his elbow. He has a lean, toned frame, suggesting a routine of moderate fitness. Dillon is quick to put on a smile or fill a room with laughter; he typically wears clothing unique to his tribe, though he will dress up more formally or professionally when necessary.
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CHILDHOOD Dillon was born into a nomadic tribe of Midlanders who called the deep woods of the Shroud their home. Like the other children, Dillon was raised to hold absolute respect for nature and the preservation of life, adopting the practice of veganism and shunning the practice of magic for the burden it placed on the land. One day, Dillon and his brother wandered away from the camp to play in a nearby river and were set upon by a pair of river yarzon. Though they managed to escape, Dillon was bitten and soon succumbed to the yarzon's poison. Certain that Dillon would die, the elders of his tribe made him comfortable as he started to pass. It was the middle of the night when Dillon's body began to glow, alight with borrowed aether as his body cleansed itself of the poison; a sign that Dillon had now awoken to his talent with the healing arts. Abhorred by Dillon's recovery, he was cast out of the tribe and forced to wander the forests alone. He lived this way for two years, until a Wood Wailer scouting party discovered him at the tender age of 13 and brought him into Gridania proper. It wasn't long before Dillon's talent for healing was noticed, and he was taken in by the Conjurer's Guild.
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