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Now, the Hyena makes his income through a gambling ring he dubbed "''Diabolos' Due''". Named after the Void lord of dreams, the ring specializes in dice, other games being of the host's whim. Flynt carries a bizarre, 1000-sided clockwork brass dice of Goblin origin. Purchased in bulk by Flynt from a Goblin tinker, these dice are certainly unique, and topic of much discussion between the Major and his clients. Flynt will limit a player to a maximum of three games per night, believing that it would prevent unnecessary profit/deficit. Those who feel exceptionally daring (interchangeable with ''stupid''), may wager their soul to a game of Flynt's choosing. Though no actual souls are lost, it's simply a term used by ''DD'' hosts to refer to a player's loyalty. | Now, the Hyena makes his income through a gambling ring he dubbed "''Diabolos' Due''". Named after the Void lord of dreams, the ring specializes in dice, other games being of the host's whim. Flynt carries a bizarre, 1000-sided clockwork brass dice of Goblin origin. Purchased in bulk by Flynt from a Goblin tinker, these dice are certainly unique, and topic of much discussion between the Major and his clients. Flynt will limit a player to a maximum of three games per night, believing that it would prevent unnecessary profit/deficit. Those who feel exceptionally daring (interchangeable with ''stupid''), may wager their soul to a game of Flynt's choosing. Though no actual souls are lost, it's simply a term used by ''DD'' hosts to refer to a player's loyalty. | ||
− | Those who find themselves unlucky enough to actually lose such a high-stakes wager to the dice now work for Diabolos' Due. Dressed in red, these game hosts are treated well, given complete freedom of their lives as so long as they | + | Those who find themselves unlucky enough to actually lose such a high-stakes wager to the dice now work for Diabolos' Due. Dressed in red, these game hosts are treated well, given complete freedom of their lives as so long as they play, being handsomely rewarded when their titular overseer is amply pleased with the winnings. Flynt firmly believes that being part of his inner circle entitles them to the same luxuries as he; meaning hosts are free to keep their winnings, as so long as they bring back another player in some point in their career to become a Diabolos' Due member. |
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Revision as of 01:25, 24 July 2015
"I love my unofficial title, precisely because I have earned it." -Flynt Reddard
Overview
Flynt Reddard (legally referred to as Flynt ban Reddard under Garlean annexation naming conventions), in a short statement, is a problem child. From a rather wealthy family, Flynt grew up spoiled; taught at a young age that money is power. Living by that standard, Flynt constantly seeks a means to be the center of attention, his ultimate goal being known throughout the realm. Vices get the better of him, succumbing to a compulsive need to take chances, throwing gil into gambling rings, chocobo races, and pit fights. Nothing stops the man from getting off his high-horse to get his hands dirty provided he's goaded (often by his own naivete) into such situations. Adept in knife fighting and hand-to-hand combat, self-taught; he attempts to make quick work of any snags and tears in the greater scheme of things. A self-proclaimed professional in his line of work, 'The Hyena' is far from any sort, despite his potential. Play a game or two with him, it would be very much so worth your while.
From Ala Mhigo, he bore witness to the mass exodus of the Highlander clan at a young age, staying behind with his conforming father. Raised by Garlean law, molded and shaped in their image, Flynt found sympathy among the tyranny. Drawing his love for their technology, he bears a soft spot for the Empire in his heart despite their antagonism toward the Eorzean states. Such sympathies made Flynt into a rather uncaring and passive person, strongly preferring to avoid the topic of his citizenship as much as possible knowing full well of the possible repercussions. Such Garlean predisposition also factors into Flynt's contempt toward non-hyur races; Miqo'te are polygamist savages, Elezen are enemies of his kin, Roegadyn are uneducated louts, the list goes on.
Now, the Hyena makes his income through a gambling ring he dubbed "Diabolos' Due". Named after the Void lord of dreams, the ring specializes in dice, other games being of the host's whim. Flynt carries a bizarre, 1000-sided clockwork brass dice of Goblin origin. Purchased in bulk by Flynt from a Goblin tinker, these dice are certainly unique, and topic of much discussion between the Major and his clients. Flynt will limit a player to a maximum of three games per night, believing that it would prevent unnecessary profit/deficit. Those who feel exceptionally daring (interchangeable with stupid), may wager their soul to a game of Flynt's choosing. Though no actual souls are lost, it's simply a term used by DD hosts to refer to a player's loyalty.
Those who find themselves unlucky enough to actually lose such a high-stakes wager to the dice now work for Diabolos' Due. Dressed in red, these game hosts are treated well, given complete freedom of their lives as so long as they play, being handsomely rewarded when their titular overseer is amply pleased with the winnings. Flynt firmly believes that being part of his inner circle entitles them to the same luxuries as he; meaning hosts are free to keep their winnings, as so long as they bring back another player in some point in their career to become a Diabolos' Due member.
Appearance
Height: 5'8
Complexion: Corpse-like
Hair: Brown, sometimes dyed blond. Inconsistent.
Eyes: Ice blue, passable for white (And contrary to popular belief, the eye-patch is purely cosmetic. He had suffered from a nuclear cataract in the past, however.)
Clothing Style: Practical, lightweight, dainty but cleverly armored. Mobility in short bursts.
Laterality: Right-dominant
Favorites
- Color: Scarlet
- Food: Marmot steak
- Drinks: Mint water
- Scent: Sulphuric scents, Goldbile, napalm in the morning.
- Place: Central Thanalan, Costa Del Sol
Goals
- To be rich beyond measure
- Achieving perfection on the field of combat
Religion
Garlean law prohibited the practice of nonsecular teachings and practices in Ala Mhigo, therefore nonreligious.
Alignment
True Neutral
Personality
Flaws
- Gambling Addict
- Classist
- Racist
- Quick to draw arms
Fears
- Ghosts, you cannot punch a ghost, and that's terrifying.
- Socks and sandals
- Being played like a damn fiddle
Talents
- Can play the piano
- It's almost as if he can smell danger, which is more often than not; sweat.
- Convincing liar and manipulator.
- Conversational in most spoken Eorzean dialects.
Intelligence
- Equates to a university-level education after the Garlean occupation of Ala Mhigo. Terribly censored throughout it's political views and biased in Garlean favor, an education is still an education.
Abilities and Skills
Personal
- Martial Arts: Flynt is adept at close combat after spending most of his childhood marveling at the devastating melee combat gladiators and wrestlers would flaunt in the ring, utilizing a myriad of memorized styles to achieve victory.
- Adept Gunplay: After access to Ishgard, Flynt picked up a novelty revolver in the marketplace to serve as a last resort. After spending far too many hours shooting at small desert mammals, he's become rather quick on the draw, despite the gun's laughably poor quality.
Weapons
- A large fighting knife kept sheathed in a leather holster.
- A secondary skinning knife etched with the word 'Complaints' along the tang. Kept for the dishonest gambler.
- Short-barreled revolver, kept in terrible condition. For when the going gets tough.
- A set of three much smaller knives, little use in combat, therefore disposable as throwing weapons.
Magic
- Raiton: Expel concentrated Aethereal lightning from the palms.
Relatives
- An esteemed Goldsmith (Father, whereabouts unknown)
- A nameless woman (Mother, whereabouts unknown)
Positive
- Akama Kharn (Trusted friend, missing)
- Orenji Kharn (Employer, nephew)
- Edda Vincents (Acquaintance)
- Gwannes Oskwell (Acquaintance)
- Sasha Rochester (Rival of wits)
- Jenivieve Ravendale (On/off lover)
Negative
- The entire city-state of Gridania (For reasons undisclosed)
- Emelc Vrand (Marked for death)
- Percival Turner (For the sole purpose of Flynt thinking his name is stupid)
- Memith Ganajai (By technicality, niece. By factuality, head honcho of a crew marked for death)
- [Ul'Dahn Law] (Thwarts Flynt's illicit gambling on numerous occasions)
Affiliations
- The Reddard Family Conglomerate (Heir)
- Rising Claws (Second-in-command)
- Diabolos' Due Dice Ring (Ring-leader)
Music Box
Rumors
NPC Rumors
These rumors are fairly common, and can be freely referenced in character interaction with Flynt.
- "It's said that he gambled a man out of his Chocobo, won, then walked."
- "The man has a fetish for that rusty revolver of his, it's troublesome to recall."
- "Those dice he has, they're something else... one thousand sides?"
- "The man's a ghost, you will never find a picture of him, any legal documents... even his bank-notes are signed with a pseudonym."
Player Rumors
- "Rumor has it that he tried to kill a contestant in the Grindstone, by nearly decapitating the poor woman."
- "I hear he bottles his farts and sells the bottled farts to the alchemist's guild for easy money. Has he no shame?" - Edda Vincents
- "This man is like a rocket. A big one." - Lucaell Tareth'eian
- "That man must be made of megitek or something. He sure-as-hell hits like it." - S'khai Nunh
- "I've taken to calling him 'The Yahoo'. If you have ever met him, then you'll certainly know why." - Berrod Armstrong
- "Have I met Flynt Reddard? Look, I'm not saying I have or haven't, all I'm saying is a man matching his description asked me to 'pass gas' near a man with a fat cat and his friends." - Eorla Brynn
- "In Gridania we don't hunt hyenas. We hunt jackals." - Gwannes Oskwell
- "Live with somethin long enough yez forget what it was like without, or w'anything else." - Flameson Hammersmith
- "It's not how much time you have, it's how you use it... unless you're Flynt. Then it goes back to being how much time you have." - Orenji Kharn
- "You have to keep an open mind with Flynt. Some of the things he says and does may seem crass and other times, outright insane--but you have to think about why he's doing it, you know? Then he doesn't seem all that bad.~" - Jenivieve Ravendale
- "The Major is an old rival of mine who's now my commanding officer....It's gonna be a fun ride..." - Nataru Rahz
- "He's funneh. I love it when he comes out in a crowd n' goes wild, he's a hoot!" - Nazyl Tharazyl
- "His own Boss pays -me- over two million to kill him. Heh, let him talk all he wants. For two million, I'll deal with his prattle as I kill him." - S'Kiear Grimsong
- "The gambling bastard's dice are not rigged, but they certainly fall the way he desires more oft than naught." - Sigurd Sundsteigen
Note: This section is editable by anyone. Just keep in mind that the rumors here may be both true or false.
History
Name and Lifestyle
Nicknames
- The Hyena: A name given to Flynt by those who bore witness to his brutality on the field, comparable to that of a hound's method of hunting prey.
Current Residence
Homeless.
Before Dalamud's Fall
Birth and childhood (0-10)
Raised to be the heir of his father's corporate empire, Flynt was a spoiled child, put through rigorous schooling despite numerous shortcomings.
Teen Years
Received a formal education until the age of 24, learning that school is for weiners and winners break the bank. Upon graduation, Flynt booked a ship right on out of town.
After Dalamud's Fall
Adulthood
Flynt found his way to Thanalan after word of disaster depreciating the cost of travel to the south. After some time, Flynt established his own gambling ring around the seedier ends of Ul'Dah, reveling in the nitty-gritty lifestyle despite the posh standards.
A Realm Reborn (Present)
Now employed as a second-in-command to a band of sky pirates known as The Rising Claws, Flynt Reddard tends to take the back-seat in their affairs, opting out to play games of chance in Pearl Lane until he is needed.
Tropes
- The Neidermeyer - His rank of Major is certainly one well-earned, all under Flynt are disposable, no matter the bond the Major and his cronies may have.
- A Nazi by Any Other Name - If the choice of clothing and political view wasn't enough of a spoiler, spoiler alert.
- The Gambling Addict - Flynt's love for dice has become a bit of a problem, leading to a dislocated arm and a crippled Duskwight, among other happenings.
- Deal With The Devil/Absurdly High-Stakes Game - When the gil runs dry, Flynt can and will play you for something worth more than meager coins.
- Villainous Breakdown - It's all shits and giggles until somebody giggles and shits.
- Villain with Good Publicity - The Major is generally liked, usually in love to hate contexts.