Hymlstyr Nahctyrnwyn

	Hymlstyr Nahctyrnwyn
	; "The only unfair fight is the one you lose."
Gender	Female
Race	Roegadyn
Clan	Sea Wolf
Citizenship	Ishgard
Age	32
Occupation	Knight
Place of Birth	The Brume
Place of Residence	Ishgard
Guardian	Halone, the Fury
Nameday	28th Sun of the 4th Umbral Moon

Character Profile

Overview

Attributes

Strength

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P.Defense

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Dexterity

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M.Defense

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Martial Prowess

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Intelligence

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Magic Affinity

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Luck

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"Long ago there was a starry-eyed Knight, once brimming with life and a romantic notion of what the title entailed. Fighting for the greater good, committing no wrong, and destined to become a shining example for all to behold. But life is no fairy tale, and war gradually takes its toll."

Born the daughter of a lowly stablehand in the frigid underbelly of Ishgard's capitol, she was no stranger to hardship. Day to day life in the Brume was a fight for survival, where Gil and kindness were always in short supply. During her teenage years, Star would help her father tend to the Chocobos at the Holy Stable. Feeding the birds and shoveling filth was all her life had really amounted to up until

Appearance & Personality

Nature & Demeanor

Demeanor: In spite of her ability to get overexcited at the mention of new horizons, obscure lore, and technology, especially Garlean, Suen is a very calm and quiet individual, sharing the solitary nature of her kin with great zeal. She is often found lost in her thoughts, or outright living in her own world, and it can get pretty difficult to snap her out of her bubble. Otherwise, she is most of the time polite and respectful, to the point of putting herself down in favor of vindicative or inflammatory people. Having been raised in the Twelveswood, in contact with the Gridanian society, she shows very little care for luxuries or mannerisms.

Nature: Suen is overall a good-natured, at times spirited, girl, that enjoys simple things and satisfying her curiosity, while fleeing her responsibilities.

Notable Features

Common Appearance: Towering over most, the Roegadyn oft evokes a commanding presence. Her amber eyes piercing in stark contrast to her slate-colored skin and dark hair styled in traditional military fashion. Graced with a typically stern expression, it is no small wonder that few decide to engage in idle gossip with the woman.

Scars & Markings: None noticeable.

Voice: Suen obviously speaks with a deep Gridanian accent that can also show hints of Mi'qote Keeper tongue. Her voice tends to be somewhat high-pitched, but not crystal clear, rather hoarse. Overall, not the aristocratic type.

Clothing: Typically clad in ornately fashioned plate, it's a rare sight to see her unprepared for battle. Even then her outfit's tend to be militaristic and sharp in nature. Years of wearing armor have grown her accustomed to the weight and discomfort it naturally brings.

Tastes

Likes

Camaraderie
Alcohol
Triple Triad
Chocobos

Dislikes

Naivety
Sellswords
Pacifism
Bureaucracy
Crowds

Other

Alignment: Chaotic Good
Introvert
Pragmatic

Prejudices

Hymlstyr harbors no prejudice toward any race or nationality, believing it is one's heart that defines them. This does however cause her to look down upon sellswords with disgust. Loathing those who would betray their banner or comrade if the price were right. Respect is paramount to her and will treat others with it until proven undeserved.

Abilities

Strengths

Under her talents for the worst to happen and her utterly clumsy manners, Suen hides a keen and cunning mind that can awaken either at the weirdest times, or when the situation is dire enough to warrant it. When asked about scholarly matters, she actually proves to be a rather easy and pleasant interlocutor, bringing fresh or innovative ideas on the table. Left alone, she remains rather resourceful and can get as crafty as foxes , either to survive, or in pursuit of her goals when fate has not conspired against her. Her pragmatic gridanian upbringing in the woods taught her to do with very little and simple things, and she rarely requires a lot for subsistence.

Early in her life, she exhibited a strong bond with nature, perhaps listening to elementals, or something else. She was often seen to spend her time directly around, or perched on trees, leading some to call her various names like the 'tree-hugging lass'. It was not really surprising to see her assigned to conjuring circles, but her somewhat random capacity to learn and properly cast spells without collateral damage soon made people rethink twice their decision to let her deal with aetheral powers.

Like most of her kin, she inherited of some of their traits, like better legs and smell, although certainly not in an order of magnitude similar to those shown by the hunters of the family. She often tends to rely heavily on her magical perception rather than her physical senses.

Her sense of loyalty can also be pretty strong for the few that can managed to become friends with her. Her heart is at the right place, but fate made sure that she lost too much of her self confidence to assert her own convictions.

Weaknesses

Suen's primary weaknesses naturally include a disastrous luck often leading her otherwise simple and pleasant life into an endless catastrophe and unexpected shifts of situations. From the daily blunders that can include butter fingers or bruises, to the rarer but nonetheless impressive backfires that afflict the few spells she can be called to cast, she is for most persons a walking danger that should be kept away, hurting her relations in the process. A fact that is not helped either by her mi'qote Keeper tendency to follow a solitary life.

Moreover, her good traits and strengths are often totally overshadowed or outplayed by this affliction, where everything good, or paved with good intentions, is often turned into pretty grim or outright dreadful consequences.

She of course displays an obvious obsession for all obscure, spooky and garlean things - some would even call it a kink - which can lead her into pretty fucked-up situations.

Totally lacking of self-confidence, she often tends to put herself down most of the time, and prefers heavily to rely on others to take important decisions.

Combat

Suen was not especially favored among her kin for her martial or hunting prowess. While not outright weak, she remains a frail individual. Most of the handful of situations where she got in trouble necessitating to resort to combat, she was too scared to do anything else than panicking, which leaded her most of the time to... interesting results, to say the least.

People & Places

♥ Romantic Attraction – ♥ Attraction – ♥ Platonic Love – ♥ Family – ✔ Business – ✖ Deceased – ● Positive – ● Negative – ● Neutral – ≈ Unsure

Relations (NPC)

Suhyi Shyu ( ≈ ) - Mother
Position: Family head.

Sirah'sae Dachei ( ≈ ) - Father
Wanderer male of the kin.

Selo Shyu ( ≈ ) - Older sister
Suen's sister, 2 years older.

Relations (PC)

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Rumors

Common Rumors
■ "What is that cute little animal you draw Suen?", "It's a Morbol, mom." 7 year-old Suen and her mother
■ "The Twelve know why, but the child suddenly decided not to eat meat again and live on vegetables! What got into her this time?" Suhyi Shyu, during her daughter teen whimsical crises
■ "Mom! I know how we could make those gysahls grow faster!" 11 year-old Suen
■ "You know mom, you can say whatever you want, but she is way smarter than me.." Selo Shyu
■ "But... where are you going like that lassie?", "How should I know??" Suen to a concerned inkeeper on her pilgrimage
■ "You see that lass there? Yes? Now... Look at her left pocket... See? I would bet my wages that's fucking garlean tech! Some kind of key? I dunno.." An observant patriot

Rare Rumors
■ "How did that stupid mi'qote got into possession of that reaper? I am not really sure how that shit did ever happen to begin with... We stumbled on her, spying on us... Then the decurion slipped on something and all hell got loose. The last thing I saw was her, sitting on the reaper, and i'm not even sure she was more in control than us... Kind of embarrassing, when you think about it." An anonymous garlean evocatus
■ "And the reaper? What about it?", "It kinda burnt the village for us, actually... Really, we were just there for the show... And no, I don't know how it self destructed." An anonymous garlean triarus inquiring to the same evocatus
■ "That cursed child, I spit on her name, and hope she dies a terrible death." An anonymous kin of the Shyu family

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