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− | <!---This is where you can put a profile blurb about your character that can show up on the main page if your character is featured. It will not display on your actual wiki profile, so write a small summary here, then elaborate in the profile.---> | + | <!---This is where you can put a profile blurb about your character that can show up on the main page if your character is featured. It will not display on your actual wiki profile, so write a small summary here, then elaborate in the profile.--->''An unsealed envelope rests upon her desk, its contents strewn about in disarray. One deliberately crumpled missive reads as follows:'' |
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+ | Iliana Rem Athelmear, former commander of the XIIth legion's ninth cohort; whereabouts unknown. Though native to a territory subjugated by the Empire, Commander Athelmaer was the undisputed and highly regarded leader of the ninth division cohort. After a widely successful career as a senior military officer, Iliana was heinously betrayed by the Empire, refusing to pay for her brother's treatment for a terminal illness, claiming it to be too inconsequential for them to pay heed. When the young man died, the Commander fell into a downward spiral. She dismissed all 100 of the troops in her unit, and soon found herself plagued by ptsd induced alcoholism and insomnia, until the day she simply vanished. Investigations are ongoing, though it is speculated that she may have died in a squirmish in a disputed territory. Recently however, a report obtained from a foreign emissary has described a woman befitting the Commander's description freelancing as a guard in Uldah under the moniker, "Elaine of Ellesmere". Further scrutiny will be given the matter forthwith. The act of betraying the Empire gives only one reward: death. | ||
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+ | ''The name signed to the letter appears to have been furiously scribbled out.'' | ||
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− | * | + | *"Mum as a wisp, that one is. They say she couldn't speak if she wanted to. Lost her tongue in a scuffle with a Coblyn, or s'mething." |
− | * | + | *"She spends so much time in the tavern with her head in a flask, it's a wonder she gets anything done!" |
+ | *"Saw her showing some of them refugee kids how to hold a quill the other day. Don't know why she wastes her time with those rats, not like they can even read, the lot of them." | ||
+ | *"Aye, you remember Bodvarr's boy? With the lisp? Well I heard she snapped his arm clean in two just fer lookin' at her wrong." | ||
+ | *"I'm telling you, I seen it! She was holding a mangy little stray by the scruff, giving it that cold look of hers like she wanted nothing more than to toss it the lowest level of the Seven Hells. Just when I was wondering if I should save the poor feller, she brings him to her chest softer than you'd ever believe and ''smiled''. My heart near burst from my chest, never seen a thing like it before! H-hey...think she's spoken for? Maybe I should toss my hat in..." | ||
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− | * | + | *"Seen her sneaking around the outer walls a few nights back, near them refugee shacks. Had a right heavy sack with her too. I don't know what was init but they sure looked mighty glad to be getting it." |
− | * | + | *"A pair of real shady characters came snooping around The Quicksand awhile back, looking for somebody and itching to start a fight. One was a real gruff guy, kept calling her by some strange name--wouldn't listen to anything otherwise. Anyway, Momoli kicked em out right quick for them shenanigans and I swear I seen her follow them out back. Haven't seen them since, but I tell you--them eyes she had when she came back? Put a right chill in my bones. Ain't never seen anyone look so--''dead''." |
+ | *"All that gil she makes? I hear she's saving it up to get out of here--fancies herself the adventuring type but won't even pick up a sword." | ||
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**Elaine frequently freelances as a private guard, providing security for the many chocobo caravans that travel through Ul'dah in order to earn gil. | **Elaine frequently freelances as a private guard, providing security for the many chocobo caravans that travel through Ul'dah in order to earn gil. | ||
− | *''' | + | *'''Frequent the shantytown outside Ul'dah's walls''' |
− | ** | + | **She offers her aide to the desolate souls that live there--free of charge. It's something she believes her brother would have done were he still alive. They've taken to calling her "Saint Elaine", but every time they say it she is reminded of all the lives she's taken and it is like a knife being twisted in her gut. |
− | *''' | + | *'''Visits the Quicksand often''' |
− | ** | + | **Nearly every evening, like clockwork she can be found staring deeply into a mug in a corner of the place. Sometimes she doesn't even drink. Just sits there all night until the sun is setting to rise, pays her gil, and leaves. The only exception seems to be when she has a job that keeps her out of the city for longer than usual. |
<div style="text-align: center; font-size:large">Interested in roleplaying with me, or have some questions?<br>Contact me on [Link 1 here] | or the [Link 2 here]</div> | <div style="text-align: center; font-size:large">Interested in roleplaying with me, or have some questions?<br>Contact me on [Link 1 here] | or the [Link 2 here]</div> | ||
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− | ( | + | ((''Copied almost entirely from another page, but I agree with the message:'' |
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+ | While very new to the roleplaying community, I consider myself to be a '''medium''' roleplayer, though I am not always IC when seen around in game. If I’m not already roleplaying, please make sure you send me a tell before initiating roleplay with me. If I am already roleplaying, '''please''' feel free to come up and join in. If I don’t respond to you in some way, then send me a tell because I might have missed your post. I don’t ignore people unless they’re trolls. | ||
+ | As for my roleplay style, I am comfortable with any mature roleplay short of ERO and smut. I don’t have ‘triggers’ and I won’t turn IC problems into OOC ones, though I reserve the right to choose not to roleplay with someone if our characters simply don’t get along, in the same way that my character would not go out of her way to talk to someone she didn’t like. | ||
+ | As far as Lore, I am okay with lore ‘bending’ but not lore breaking. If the lore team has not explicitly come out and said “You can’t do this” and you have a valid reason for doing it, and it’s not super Mary Sue, I have no problem with it. I feel like everyone is entitled to one or two ‘super powers’ or ‘snowflake-isms.’ If you have enough to the point where your character is unbelievable, or if you choose to disregard lore entirely, I may decide not to roleplay with you, as your character breaks my character’s immersion.)) | ||
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