Eirhildr Rose

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Hiya! I'm very new to RP in something of this scale, and this is my first time even posting one of my characters anywhere so I hope you like her!



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GENERAL INFORMATION

Eirhildr Rose, the Ironclad Viper. An artist with any form of weapon that finds its way into her hands, she can often be found out in the world either practising her art on training dummies, or sizing up her competition. A wanderer, Eirhildr appears in a different city every day looking for a reason to keep going.

APPEARANCE

Eirhildr is twenty seven years old and stands at 170cm. Her hairstyle and colour are almost always changing as often as she changes her clothes but most commonly, she is seen with hair that is a red most similar to wine. Sometimes she lets it hang loose and it comes halfway down her back, otherwise it’s tied back in a high ponytail. Her deep pink eyes can sometimes appear to be staring right through you, as if she doesn’t see you there. Light scarring lines Eirhildr’s arms and torso under her Samurai armour, adapted from Gordian and Midan scrap parts.
Aspects That Stand Out:
Wine red hair
Deep pink eyes
She never smiles

Backstory

Eirhildr Rose wasn’t always her name, and she had spent her very early life in the harsh deserts of Thanalan. Abandoned by her parents not long after she had managed to take her first step, Eirhildr was known as Ash Wednesday in those days. A young couple found her, the two were struggling to make ends meet as it was but they wanted to take care of her too. They had a daughter of their own, Camilla. She wasn’t much younger than Eirhildr at the time. Time went on, and they got harder for the couple. The prices of even the oldest pieces of bread went beyond what they could afford. Eirhildr and Camilla were six when they started to try and help. They were small, they were light, they were quick. No one ever suspected a child would pick their pocket. And that’s just what the two sisters did.

One day, when Eirhildr was eight, they stole from the wrong person. A man no older than thirty caught Eirhildr just as she acquired his coinpurse. But instead of the beating she was preparing herself for, the man did something else instead. Eirhildr was offered an opportunity, that her quickness and nimble hands could let her become something that would earn money in a better way than stealing. Sure enough, Eirhildr was taught how to fight with her fists. She trained, and trained, and trained, and trained only taking breaks to eat, drink, go to the bathroom and sleep. For five years she trained with the man she came to know as Asheis. Upon her thirteenth birthday, Eirhildr was entered into her first fight. An incredible feeling rushed over her. Clarity. For the first time in her life, she knew what she had to do. Fight. Everything she had been trained to do just came naturally, and when she won, she bought her family all the food they could eat. And they lived this way for a couple of years, before Eirhildr began to grow restless.

Upon turning sixteen, Eirhildr discovered more to her teacher’s knowledge. Not only was he a fistfighter, but he was extremely talented with other weapons too. A Paladin’s sword, a Dark Knight’s blade, a Dragoon’s lance, a Samurai’s sword and a Machinist’s gun. And he declared he was going to teach Eirhildr to use them all. Once again her rigorous training commenced, and her skills with the Samurai sword, Dragoon lance and a firearm were all very apparent. She declared that she was going to focus her time into these weapons. Her training with the three weapons finished two years later, and she then bid Camilla, her new family and her Master farewell. Eirhildr wanted to find her own place in the world, and she wanted to help people just as her family had helped her. Before leaving, she asked her parents for a new name. Eirhildr was their answer, and she took their last name for her own.

Seven years later, Eirhildr was in the service of a young teenager. She wasn’t quite sure why she had swore an oath to serve him, but she had no intention of breaking that oath. The two of them had teamed up with a small group who had planned to ambush an Imperial troop moving through the Thanalan desert, and free the captives they would be transporting with them. The plan was on, the troop had been surrounded and stopped. One of their group went to the prisoner transport and opened it, expecting to see relieved prisoners happy to be free. But what he got was a sword in his chest for his trouble. The resulting fight was bloody and fierce, but through it all Eirhildr never lost her cool and cut down her enemies quickly and ruthlessly. Out the corner of her eye, she saw her young master on his back, looking up at the point of an Imperial sword. Something in Eirhildr snapped, and she raced towards him without a second thought. Without thinking, she had picked up a shield and just as the Imperial thrust his sword, the shield caught it. The Imperial soldier just looked at her, and saw the wild look in her eyes. Then he saw the flash of steel from her blade as his head rolled from his shoulders. Since then, Eirhildr has turned to becoming a wanderer and is now learning the magical forms of combat, in both the white and black magics. Going wherever she pleases and helping whoever needs the help. The world is still so big to her, and she hopes to find someone else she can pledge her loyalty to. Someone who she will come running to help should they ever need it.



PERSONALITY

Cold, abrasive and harsh. The three words most people think when Eirhildr comes to mind. She believes that honesty is the best policy, and not the false honesty that others may be so used to pouring on to people. Ordinarily she has no idea how to communicate with people and much prefers the thrill of combat to do the talking for her. Fighting is all she knows, it’s when her mind is at its most clear and every solution just makes sense. Trying to talk to someone just fills her head with a loud buzzing noise and makes her feel like her head is heavy. Despite her coldness, under her icy image, she really is a soft hearted soul. The friends that she’s made have given her a reason to keep fighting, and she hopes one day to be reunited with her dear sister Camilla.

L I K E

Fighting. The reason Eirhildr was put on Eorzea.
Drinking. The best way to celebrate after a glorious victory
Singing. The second best way to celebrate after a glorious victory
Isolation. Sometimes, being alone is the best thing for the soul
Camaraderie. But other times, being with those that she’s grown close to is good too.
Honor. If a street rat like Eirhildr can have it, so can everyone.


D I S L I K E

Weakness'. Showing your weakness at any point is just like you’re asking to be attacked
Luxury.People who live in luxury tend to go soft, and assume they're better than everyone
Strawberries.They just taste funny.


S T R E N G T H

Unyielding. As long as Eirhildr draws breath, she will not fall..
Speed. Even under her iron armour, Eirhildr still strikes with all the speed and precision of a viper.

W E A K

White Magic. Can't use it to heal.
Crafting. Has no idea how to do it.
Quiet. Doesn't talk outside of combat often.
Socializing. Does not know how to meet new people, at all.



RELATIONSHIP STATUS LEGEND
Family Involved Romantic Platonic Physical Friend Acquaintance $ Business Deceased Positive Negative Neutral Unsure
FAMILY
Camilla Rose, Sister. -
Character's Thoughts: Beloved sister, hasn't seen her in nearly ten years. Often wonders how she's surviving out there. " ."
Incredibly close. Inseperable partners in crime, and Eirhildr taught her a little of what her master taught her.
Charlottair Rose, Adoptive Mother. -
Character's Thoughts: A woman who inspired hope even when there wasn't any in the darkness. " ."
Beloved by Eirhildr dearly. The reason that Eirhildr strives to save people on a daily basis
Asheis Xenosa, Teacher. -
Character's Thoughts: Didn't hold back in our training sessions. Sometimes some of the old bruises still hurt.. " ."
Thankful that she met him, and continues to train on a daily basis just in case she meets her master one more time..
NON-FAMILY
Syrin Kisaragi, . ( ) - Title.
Character's Thoughts: " ."
Description of their relationship.

RUMORS

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Some of these rumors are untrue, speculation, or are greatly exaggerated.

◢ Common Rumors - Easily overheard. Use these freely!
"Some say she fights more fiercely than a demon!." - Heard when she walks past caravanners on the roads
◢ Uncommon Rumors - A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first!
"I heard that she once out-drank ten men one night!" - In response to admiring her unconventional victory parties
◢ Rare Rumors - Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!
"I heard she sings like an angel, but don't tell her I said that! She beat up ol' Percy for saying the same thing last week" - Whispered in hushed tones by few and far between.

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Feel free to add your own rumors to this section.

◢ Player Character Rumors - Some of these are more rare than others!
"Rumor." — Rumormonger.

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OOC INFORMATION

Personal RP Limits
I will playA protective bodyguard, a soldier or a mercenary. I'm always on the look out for the next adventure, to meet new people and fight side by side.
I won't play ERPs, Eirhildr's just not that kind of girl sorry. I'm also not a maid, or a servant. I'm just someone who wants to fight, adventure and come out of my shell a little bit more.



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The Ironclad Viper
ಌ INFORMATION ಌ
Name - Eirhildr Rose
Race - Hyur
Age - 27
Name Day - Thirtieth Sun of the Fourth Moon
Deity - Rhalgr, the Destroyer

Aliases: The Ironclad Viper, Wandering Vanguard
Citizenship: Ul'Dah
Occupation: Grandmaster of War
Hair color: Red
Eye color: Pink
Complexion: Fair
Piercings: Ears
Marks or tattoos: Scarred around the arms and torso
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Key Items: Her necklace
Favorite Food: Chocolate
Favorite Drink: The smoothest rum available, or a chocolate and caramel milkshake
Favorite Color: Silver
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