G'migo Pheko

G'migo Pheko
Gender	Female
Race	Miqo'te
Clan	Seekers of the Sun
Citizenship	Ala Mhigan
Age	28
Marital Status	Single
Occupation	Medic
Height/Weight	5'7" / 143 lbs
Orientation	Bisexual
Relatives	G'pheko Nuhn (Father) G'suula Mata (Mother) G'xavi Pheko (Sister)

G'migo Pheko is an Ala Mhigan at heart, born in the mountains of Gyr Abania within the offshoot of the Griffon tribe which made it's home in those inhospitable lands. From an early age, she learned from her tribes shamans the art of healing magic and reading, and it was from this young age she found her love of reading and desire to heal others. Once the revolution began, the young and elderly of the tribe were sent west to avoid the main fighting while the adults went to fight for Ala Mhigo, G'migo's mother and father included.

Basic Info

LIKES ■ Reading ■ Bad Jokes ■ Exploring the ruins of Amdapor ■ Celebrations

DISLIKES ■ Snow ■ Extreme Physical Exertion ■ Wearing glasses in public ■ Soiled clothing/Messy hair

OTHER ■ Alignment: Chaotic Good ■ Vice(s): N/A ■ Favorite Food(s): Kebabs, Smoked Chocobo Meat, Spiced Gagna flank ■ Favorite Drink: Mulled Tea, Mulled Wine, Orange Juice ■ Favorite Color: Purple, White, Blue

Appearance & Personality

Standing at an average height and with a full body, G'migo looks well kept in all regards. From her hair nearly combed and washed to her well maintained attire, in towns she is always found spotless if possible. Her voice is silvery, if slightly matter-of-factly, a tone which has only recently come to her. Always found in her blue robes and grey cloak, the only indication left of her tribe is that of the purple feather which remains in her hair from when she has been learning from the tribe's shamans back in the mountains of Gyr Abania.

Having lived much of her life away from Gyr Abania, yet always remembering her happiest days while there, she has become fiercely patriotic for Ala Mhigo... Even if many of the ideas and memories she has are warped memories or fabricated from stories passed down to her. Having joined the resistance as early as she could and helping aid those she could flee from tunnels dug under Baelsar's Wall, it has left an impact on her personality which has made her cautious around new people of whom she has not been introduced by others.

Biography

G'migo was born to the Griffon tribe, and raised by her mother and the shamans of the tribe in her early years. Her mother was a huntress, and would take G'migo to the markets of Ala Mhigo where she sold the hides of the kills she had made for the day. It was here she met her childhood friend, Theodemar Stoutheart, for her mother sold meats at one of the stalls owned by his parents. Each day, she would come to the city and play with this boy who lived an entirely different life than her, before returning to the tribe and continuing to learn their shamanistic arts. In these years, the two became child crushes, G'migo often bringing small presents from outside the city walls for Theodemar as a way of showing her affection. It was these years she remembers most fondly, and helped kindle her love for Ala Mhigo, always thinking herself of an Ala Mhigan first rather than a member of the Griffon tribe.

When the revolution began, she was only eight years old and so woefully unfit to fight with her father and mother in the streets of Ala Mhigo. Instead, she and the other children, elderly, and sick were sent west to try and hide from the fighting. For, should the revolution fail, surely they would be hunted by the Mad King for association with rebels, alongside any others who had been remotely related to those who stood against him. They had been at the borders of Gridania when news reached them of the revolution's victory, as well as the Garlean invasion which had begun soon after. It was the decision of the elders of the tribe to migrate entirely with many other refugees, heading south-west to arrive in Thanalaan to try and begin a new life there, hoping those who had left to fight would make their way to Thanalaan and hopefully reunite with their loved ones.

Over the years, her training as a shaman continued, yet she grew resentful of remaining in Thanalaan for it only reminded her of the home she couldn't fight to protect. Eventually, a Roegadyn much older than herself passed through where her tribe had set up it's camp in search of others wishing to free Ala Mhigans still trapped behind the wall. G'migo jumped at this chance, dragging her sister G'xavi along with her as they went north with this Roegadyn named Vaunted Mountain, soon making their way into the Black Shroud and making temporary camps near in the twelveswood, only a stone's throw from Baelsar's wall.

For nearly a year she acted as a medic for those who went beyond the wall to aid the resistance back in Gyr Abania, stealing away refugees to help lead to freedom through the tunnels. She mostly aided the refugees themselves, who had gotten injuries on their way to the resistance rather than in any real fights, Vaunted Mountain fearing what repercussions could come to the people still trapped in Gyr Abanaia should they assault a patrol. This lead to long times where they would have to constantly move camp and simply train while they waited, rather than act for fear of the repercussions which would be felt not by themselves, but their fellow Ala Mhigans still trapped.

Yet, in these long periods where many of their group simply trained or relaxed, G'migo grew anxious instead. She felt her abilities were reaching their peak, and feared that she would eventually be unable to help those close to her should they become too injured. She saw every new person taken on as someone else she may fail if fighting began, and knew she needed to learn even stronger magics. Remembering old stories of how the shamans of her tribe learned their magics, she made plans with her sister and two others: They would head east of the wall and into Gyr Abania in search of a zigguraut.

It was in this zigguraut, which had become infested by Man-eating Qirqin, that she found what she needed. The fighting was fierce for a time, and even she had taken a few wounds from the Qirin before they could route them for a short time. Yet, inside, she found texts from the ancient city of Amdapor, albeit vague and faded, new material she could learn from. She had little time before the Qirin began to return in force, forcing them to leave behind many tomes which would have been helpful, yet still she left with half a dozen tomes which were still legible.

Returning to the camp, Vaunted was furious with them for leaving without his say, and risking their lives and injuring themselves for some books. His rage was soon overshadowed by worry, both for their safety, and the safety of all of Eorzia: The red moon of Dalamud had begun it's descent. They could do nothing but watch helplessly as it slowly came down day after day, G'migo even forgetting about her tomes while they waited and watched. As it drew close enough that the lines upon it's surface could be made out, Vaunted ordered all of them to pack up camp and move into Gridania, hoping the city-states themselves would at least be spared from what was to come.

When the calamity hit, those of Vaunted's band had all made it through the gates of Gridania, and were trying to keep their heads low in the Carline Canopy, hoping it would all blow over. Bahamut's emergence and the shattering of Dalamud itself was out of their sight, though they felt the impact of his fury. They made it outside only after he had passed over Gridania, the dust having yet to settle. It was a horrific sight, one which instilled a fear still in G'migo today. The helplessness as she saw the world around them being destroyed, simply watching and praying to any power that something would save them.

for months after, they did everything they could to aid the rebuilding of Gridania, and the twelveswood as a whole. They had almost entirely forgotten about their mission to help Ala Mhigo, focusing on the destruction around them instead. When they finally left to camp near Baelsar's wall once more, G'migo was only reminded of the books by chance, accidentally knocking over the burlap sack she had been keeping them in.

It took her months to read a single book due to the vague wording and faded ink, and from there had to re-read the book once more. She spent many sleepless nights doing this in the near dark, ruining her eyesight as she strained herself to try and get through just a single passage more. Yet, each passage she read, the easier it became to understand what was written, and the next time she read the same tome through, it was faster and easier once more. She repeated this process for two tomes at least, until finally she felt she was ready to try something new, yet ancient at the same time.

Miscellaneous

RUMORS Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC! ◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard) ■ ■ ■ ◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear) ■ ■ ◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard) ■ ◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players) ■ ■ ■ ■

RELATIONS ♥ Romantic Interest    ♥ Platonic Love     ● Good Standing     ● Poor Standing ♥G'xavi Pheko : G'migo's biological sister of whom she has had the closest relationship with since the fall of Ala Mhigo. ●Theodemar Stoutheart : Her childhood sweetheart whom she had thought dead or trapped in Ala Mhigo until recently.

Gallery

==Layout by Bancroft Gairn, edited to fit G'migo. All credit for layout belongs to his work==