Illyriana Maxima

Illyriana Maxima

The Gentle Light of Gridania

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Details Vital Information ■ PRONUNCIATION... Ill-leer-e-ah-na ■ NICKNAMES... Illy, Illyria ■ RACE & CLAN... Aura/Raen ■ GENDER... Female ■ AGE... 19 ■ NAMEDAY... 1st Sun, 1th Astral Moon ■ ORIENTATION... Straight ■ MARITAL STATUS... Engaged to a fallen man Other Statistics ■ NATIONALITY... Unknown ■ CITIZENSHIP... Gridanian ■ FAMILY... Deceased/Lost ■ RESIDENCE... Gridania Conjurer's Guild ■ OCCUPATION... Student of Magiks ■ PATRON DEITY... Oschon, the Wanderer ■ HEIGHT & WEIGHT... 5 fulms, 1 ilms. 96 ponze. ■ ALIGNMENT... Lawful Good Alignment. General Information Illyriana is a gentle, quiet spirit with a hidden love of exploration. Due to years of isolation through her childhood she is not good with large groups of people but pushes herself to try and socialize. She is very approachable but tends to stutter or fidget if she's caught off guard. She has an innate distaste for sand and desert climates and would rather spend her time nestled in the trees of Gridania or under to cool sea winds of Costa Del Sol. Young and free willed, gentle yet as solid as an oak (emotionally...), she strives to find her place in this world as she walks in the light of the crystal. ❝ Is this the path you wanted for me... ❞ Appearance Eyes Hair Skin Build Voice Light green with forest green rings Ginger red with Mauve pink undertones Fair Petitie Often compared to a song bird Bearing Laterality Scars Markings Style Shy but curious Left handed None Nine Feminine and cute Hair & Eyes Illyriana's hair is extremely long, her flowing ginger locks reaching down to her lower back. Her bangs are cut neatly and pinned with a hair ornament that was given to her my someone she holds dear. She tends to hide behind her long flowing locks when embarrassed. Her eyes are a soft green that are surrounded by rich forest green umbral rings. Physique & Markings Due to lack of major physical training, Illyriana is frail and thin boned. Her weight is very low and due to her tiny voice and meek stature is often jokingly compared to a leaf on the breeze. Her ivory white scales gently line her body in a common fashion but has a small plate of scales located under her bust that is normally covered by clothing. Hygiene & Attire Illyriana tends to stay in pristine condition, always choosing to fight from afar to avoid the dirt and grime of battle. Her preference tends to be loose, flowing drapes of fabric that make it easy for her to feel the wind's kiss on her skin. She, however, does also tend to have a fondness of a good corset and pair of shorts, but always favors Rose Pink Dye. Personality Psychological Profile Extremely shy and seeing the world through a new light. Desperately want to connect with others, but don't know how or can't tolerate the anxiety that comes with human interaction. She will often push herself to being physically ill in an attempt to interact with others. Years of being shut off from the world has left her with little knowledge of how the rest of Eorzea revolves. Voice Illyriana is extremely soft spoken, her voice similar to that of a morning lark. Due to her meek appearance and low volume she often is misheard or not heard at all in large gatherings of people. She can occasionally be caught singing but will instantly stop if she notices anyone near by. Philosophy & Mannerisms Illyriana's philosophy is positivity and faith in one's self. Though she is a gentle ray of positivity, she tends to be very shy and soft spoken. Her philosophy is born from a need to further herself and honor the loss of a love once held dear. She strives to see the world for both of them but often runs away when she is overwhelmed. Preferences Likes ● Uldah's most beautiful table cloth, long walks though Gridania at night, and any place with lots of water. Dislikes ● Loud Noises and crowded spaces, desert heat, and having her personal space invaded. Skills ● Basic offensive and defensive magicks. Prefer's white arts over dark arts.

Combat, Abilities & Weaponry Basic Statistics High: Healing Potential Above Average: Defensive magicks Average: Stamina Low: Physical ability Aetheric Abilities Mastery: Cure II Expert: Cure I Average: Stone Skin Novice: Stone Weapon Training Mastery: Staffs Expert: Wands Average: Shields Novice: N/a Combat Relevant Skills High: n/a Above Average: n/a Average: n/a Low: n/a Non-Combat Abilities ● Highly proficient in the casting of cures, esunas and wards. Combat Abilities ● Occasionally use of black magics will be see on are occasions in dire situations. OOC Note Illyriana focuses on magicks that are offensive and defensive. She has an extrmely frail body and is unable to participate in physical competitions.

History . Disclaimer: . Sixth Astral Era Childhood Illyriana’s exact age and origin are unknown even to her. She was found at sea, drifting aimlessly on a piece of debris from an unknown wreckage, more than likely caused by a pirate raid. It was at this time that a band of cut throats who went by the name of “The Gold Sands” retrieved her from The Sea of Jade. Guessing her age to be around five; her striking, unusual appearance for the time brought about talk of selling her for a large profit. The leader of the band of miscreants went by the name Anshelm Maximus. He was a tall, hard skinned Highlander with a presence so intimidating that even his troupes refused to cross words with him. Anshelm was a man to be feared and respected, however he did have one weakness: His young son, Vhallen. Vhallen was a bright highland child, roughly around the same age as the strange girl they had found. Due to this, he had almost immediately began to befriend her; often begging and pleading with his father to let her stay with them. He would protect her, keep her out of the way, and make sure she was able to carry her own weight. Anshelm wanted to hear none of this, it was a point of contention for almost 3 weeks as he tried to find a safe, untraceable way to be rid of the small Aura child while making a profit. It was upon one of these attempts that an informant betrayed Anshelm. Surrounded, the fight lasted for hours as both sides struggled to be victorious; fighting for who would claim superiority of the desert ambush areas they all had shared in the past. Finally, as the sun rose on the Ala Mhigo, only The Golden Sand stood victorious… but this victory had come at a heavy price. Many of his men had fallen in battle and just as many of the men were injured; among the injured was his son, Vhallen. Anshelm rushed to his son’s side, his wounds where grave and if left untreated he would only last a few hours. Worry and panic spread through his heart, where could a notorious man such as himself take his son? Was he to sit and watch his son join the list of those who had already departed? Without noticing, the young Aura had already come to join him, sitting beside him she smiled and placed her hands on Vhallen. A light shone brightly, so brightly that Anshelm had to close his eyes and turn away… but upon opening this eyes Vhallen’s wounds had closed. White magic. This young girl knew white magic. She had saved his son; she had shown kindness to those who were planning to sell her for profit. For day’s Anshelm toiled in though as the young girl tended to his son and the wounded. The deserts and battle fields where no place for a small child, let alone a female. He had already put his young son in danger multiple times, could he agree to handle the burden of another now? Vhallen had recovered as had many of The Golden Sands; their recovery had been swift due to the countless hours the girl had put into caring for them. Seeing this, Anshelm called his band together for an announcement. The young girl would stay with them; her empathy and abilities in the white arts would prove to be beneficial for the group as a whole. This announcement, however, did not come without its rules and stipulations. The girl would be kept separated from the men at almost all times, only joining the fray when they were in need of her abilities. The men around a young growing girl was a concern, but also he didn’t want his men to become lazy and dependent on her…. That…. And her unusual appearance would catch far too many eyes. Upon this announcement and rules Anshelm welcomed the child into The Golden Sands. His son Vhallen then decided what name would suit her best. Vhallen bestowed upon her the name, Illyriana, and with that she had a home, a family, even if it was a bit isolated. She was happy. Many years had passed; both Illyriana and Vhallen had grown up swiftly. Vhallen had already started to bulk up, his muscles now emphasizing his broad Highland frame. His face had grown increasingly handsome and his stance was bold and proud, but even though his outer appearance had hardened he still was a soft, kind man. He also had spent many years at Illyriana’s side and slowly but surely had begun to fall in love with her. Illyriana had grown as much as she was able, her frame was small and petite, barely even weighing 90 ponds. She was frail and quiet, her voice was as quiet and humble as her appearance was. She had developed a soft face, gentle features adorned by soft ginger hair that draped around her cheeks; she was a stunning beauty. She did not have much physical strength, years of isolation and very few occasions where she was allowed to join the rest of the troupes did have some minor affects to her growth. She, however, did not need to protect herself. Wherever she went, Vhallen was almost always by her side. Very few would dare to place their hands on her, any that did soon regret their decision. For many years the two walked together, her world was small but she was happy. Illyriana and Vhallen had grown increasingly close over their years together, both of them harboring strong feelings for one another, but neither had the resolve to say it out loud however. More than 11 years together had formed strong bonds of friendship, both where afraid that if the other did not feel the same they would risk losing all of many years together. Vhallen, however, had begun to worry. Every night the looming red star in the sky would grow; whispers of of war, primals, things Illyriana had never seen nor had any knowledge about. He worried what would happen if he had to leave her for war, if The Golden Sands grew increasingly unstable or she was taken out to even more dangerous battles…. The possibilities worried him into sleepless nights. The Golden Sands had also begun to grow increasingly volatile. Anshelm had grown more aggressive as the looming star grew closer; he would attack his troupes, and take missions that were out of the bands league, sending Illyriana out on increasingly more dangerous missions. She would be punished if she was unable to heal the high amount of injuries, often denied food and warmth in the cold desert nights. Vhallen knew things had to change; she was growing weaker and he could barely stand to see her suffer. On a bright moon lit night he took her out to sit on a clifftop and there he confessed his feelings, his fears, and his wants… and she returned his feelings. That night he presented her with a Jade green hair pendant and promised her that soon he would take her away from The Golden Sands, the cold deserts, the lonely nights. That night, under the bright moon and the lingering red star, he proposed to her. Seventh Umbral Era Adulthood After the calamity hit things began to change rapidly. The leader of the bandit troupe became more hostile, aggitiave and aggressive. It was then that Vhallen, who had pleaded for Illyriana's place with the troupe took hold of her and they both went their own way... much to the angry of the bandits. Vhallen had noticed his father becoming further and further unhinged, his aggression occasionally being taken out on his troupe... but more so being taken out on the young Aura female. They scoured the deserts for days and nights, looking for places to bunker down as he lead his love further away from her old life... but all Vhallens dreams and wishes where ended abruptly. After being cornered by his father and his men, a horrible argument broke out. Screaming and yelling could be heard echoing through the barren deserts as they argued for hours, his father unhinged and ripe with worries of insurrection could not tolerate that his only son had disobeyed him. It was "Her fault". The half human creature had stolen his son, poisoned his mind, turned him against him... she had to die. Vhallen sprung to her defense and a fight raged for many hours in the old dark night of Thanalan. Vhallen was victorious in protecting Illyiana but payed the ultimate price, his death would give her the freedom he had always wanted for her... but now she was alone. Heart broken, alone, lost in a world she'd barely ever seen she managed to stumble into the black forest where she collapsed. After being found by a patrol of wood wailers she was taken to Gridania for healing and there she learned that there was more to life than robbing carts and harsh days in the desert sun. She could devote herself to something greater, something that would have made her fallen love proud. She would become a conjurer. In Recent Times Moving Forward Illyriana now devotes herself to the arts of magick. Mostly focusing on the healing arts and protective spells. Due to years of isolation she is shy and timid around those she does not know, but quickly warms up around people she has come to trust. She strives to live for the love she lost, honoring his memory with every step she takes forward on the path she's chosen. She has no idea what the future holds for her... but she can't wait to find out... slowly... because the world's still a pretty scary place after all.

Relationships Relationship Status Legend ღ Relationship ❣ Attraction ♡ Complicated ♦ Friend ✝ Deceased ✔ Positive ✖ Negative ● Neutral � Unsure Family All known family currently deceased or lost. Acquaintances Alexander Strikesteel ✔ | Maroile (NPC) ♦ | E-Sumi Yan (NPC) ♦ Former Acquaintances Deceased Vhallen ღ | Mother � | Father � | Vhallen's Father ✖ (All Currently NPCS)

Rumors NPC Rumors Some of these rumors are untrue, speculation, or are greatly exaggerated. ◢ Common Rumors - Easily overheard. Use these freely! ■ "I Hear that girl rarely takes that hair clip out of her hair!" — Gridanian Conjurer. ■ "I hear she's so shy she runs away mid conversation, how rude!" — Gridanian Citizen. ◢ Uncommon Rumors - A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first! ■ "They say her song is so gentle it lulls even hardened men to sleep." — Playful Gridanian Child. ■ "I hear her "love" of water is more of an obsession. How weird!" — Uptight Housewife. ◢ Rare Rumors - Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using! ■ "E-Sumi Yan spoils her too much. Favoritism has no place in our guild! " — Unnerved Conjurer. ■ "The other day Marolle has to carry her back from the stalls. Looked like she was crying." — Concerned Passerby. PC Rumors Feel free to add your own rumors to this section. ◢ Player Character Rumors - Some of these are more rare than others! ■ "She... She ran away mid conversation....?" — Alexander StrikeSteel. ■ "Rumor" — Rumormonger.

Gallery Music Suteki Da Ne Artist: Susan Calloway Origin: Distant Worlds II Context: Final Fantasy X Ronfaure Forest Artist: Unknown Origin: Final Fantasy XI Context: Beautiful Music Orchestral Suite No. 3 D-dur Artist: Johann Sebastian Bach Origin: None Context: Music to describe Illyriana's personality Artwork Description, may leave blank. In-Game Screenshots

RP Info Location & Probability Places where the character is very likely to be seen ■ Apkallu Falls - Gridania: High ■ Hidden Falls - Costa Del Sol: High ■ Conjurer's Guild - Gridania - Costa Del Sol: Medium ■ The Quicksand - Ul'dah: Medium Affiliations Most of these aren’t public, and would have to be asked after! ■ Gridania, Conjurer's Guild: Rescued and nursed back to health my Marolle of the guild. Slowly befriended Marolle and hear teacher E-Sumi Yan. IC Inventory The following items are things that this individual carries on their person at all times. These are noted for pickpockets, and those watching her closely. This information is meant to be a prompt for insight and is not to be meta-gamed, though feel free to use this information if it comes up logically in RP (pickpocketing, a search, etc) with use of a simple /tell. ■ Coinpurse: A simple coin purse made of soft leather, containing a few hundred gil. RP Limits I like to consider myself a flexible player who is willing to commit to a number of different types of scenes and role-play scenarios, but even I have my limits. If something is on the play list, assume it means yes, as long as it's within the context of the current play or ongoing plot. No's are typically a hard no, and it means don't ask. ■ I will take part in active conversations and events. Illyriana is shy and can take a bit of gentle conversing to get her to open up. ■ Ask about flirtation. Illyriana is not very prone to flirting due to her past. occasionally flirtation will cause her to flee the area due to embarrassment. ■ Illyriana/myself will not take part in any form of ERP due to personal reasons. Please respect these boundaries and try not to push her with sexual advances. If she feels she's being advanced upon, after one warning she will leave the scene. RP Hooks While the below is by no means comprehensive, it's a kind of spring board for walk-up RP. Longer plots that are meant to run for more than a few quick RP's, please feel free to send me a tell so we can work out a good reason for our characters to get to know one another. I'm always looking for RP, unless I'm actively spamming PvE content. ■ currently unknown.

OOC Notes Player Information Player Note There is a lot of information on this character wiki, but it is by no means completely comprehensive. There are chunks of backstory that are left intentionally vague so that details can be later added as developed through creative writing or in role-play revelation. Feel free to use Common or Uncommon rumors freely, if you want to use a Rare Rumor as a plot hook or to spark RP, I would ask that you send me a tell first, to make certain it's alright. Character Lore Adherence Everything concerning this character that has not been confirmed by in-game lore should be taken with a grain of salt. Anything that has had to be changed because of lore shifting will be noted below. ■ Updated 11/17/16. Character Concept Information. Character Tidbits Links Out Links that lead off the wiki, but are technically relevant to the character. ■ Link Description: Link Title Tropes & Explanations A trope is a convention or device that is often found in creative works. In this case, the tropes below describe my character either in part, or as a whole. Their background, personality, appearance, etc, most of them can be described in the tropes below. ■ Trope Tropes are devices and conventions that a writer can reasonably rely on as being present in the audience members' minds and expectations. On the whole, tropes are not clichés.

Credits Wiki Information This wiki is constantly changing as the character’s story changes. It was last modified on Month ##th, 2016. A blank version of the wiki template can be found here Layout Information The following is not entirely comprehensive, but contains general credits. Please leave the link-backs if you use this template! ■ Original template by Bancroft Gairn. ■ Adapted by Xheja Rajhera. ■ Tabs by Unnamed Mercenary. ■ Expanded bits by Lucaell Tareth'eian. ■ Header image inspired by D'lyhhia Lhuil. ■ Music bits from J'karu Rhome. ■ Relationships & OOC notes by Glioca Sargonnai. ■ Various formatting inspired by Odette Saoirse & others.