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| − | | name = | + | | name = Izayoi Nagae |
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| imagewidth = 250 | | imagewidth = 250 | ||
| caption = "Hmh, sorry didn't hear you" | | caption = "Hmh, sorry didn't hear you" | ||
| − | | gender = | + | | gender = Female |
| citizenship = Doman | | citizenship = Doman | ||
| race = Au Ra | | race = Au Ra | ||
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| stat_1_value = Somewhere around 35 | | stat_1_value = Somewhere around 35 | ||
| stat_2 = Occupation | | stat_2 = Occupation | ||
| − | | stat_2_value = | + | | stat_2_value = Unemplyed, chef by trade |
| stat_3 = Place of Birth | | stat_3 = Place of Birth | ||
| stat_3_value = Doma | | stat_3_value = Doma | ||
| stat_4 = Residence | | stat_4 = Residence | ||
| − | | stat_4_value = | + | | stat_4_value = wanders mostly, or in her home with the Mol at the Azim steppe |
| stat_5 = Guardian | | stat_5 = Guardian | ||
| stat_5_value = Llymalen, the Navigator | | stat_5_value = Llymalen, the Navigator | ||
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| stat_6_value = 30th Sun of the 1st Astral Moon | | stat_6_value = 30th Sun of the 1st Astral Moon | ||
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|characteroverview= '''Height: | |characteroverview= '''Height: | ||
| − | + | Really quite tiny | |
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'''Figure/build:''' | '''Figure/build:''' | ||
| − | + | Although she is tiny, she doesn't look skinny, and if one was too look closer you would se that she is actually quite well muscled for such a tiny girl | |
'''Hair colour:''' | '''Hair colour:''' | ||
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| − | Short, | + | Short, but she dreams of saving it long |
'''Eye colour:''' | '''Eye colour:''' | ||
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'''Skin colour:''' | '''Skin colour:''' | ||
| − | Tanned | + | Tanned, she loves spending most her time utside |
'''Scars/distinguishing marks:''' | '''Scars/distinguishing marks:''' | ||
| − | + | She has a lot of scars from an something that has happened to her in the past. She has no idea what has happened, just that the scars are there to tell her they have. | |
'''Frequently worn jewellery/accessories:''' | '''Frequently worn jewellery/accessories:''' | ||
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| − | + | Izayoi is a typical caretaker, and has a knack for having people talk to her about anything and everything, that is when she gets passed her shy side, and actually talk to people. When she does, she is calm, collected and seldom to never really seems to be angry or upset. So either she is very good at hiding those things, or she is just as calm as he looks and feels. | |
| − | + | She is also a bookworm, and if given a book can pretty much forget anyone around her for a while. | |
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| − | '''Common Appearance:''' | + | '''Common Appearance:''' screenshot inc soon |
| − | '''Voice:''' Can sometimes talk louder than | + | '''Voice:''' Can sometimes talk louder than she needs, other times she can talk to low. |
| − | '''Clothing:''' | + | '''Clothing:''' She has a very simple clothing philosophy, if she likes it, its clean and comfy, she will wear it. |
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| − | + | Izayoi'ss story has two sides. One that is known to everyone, and the one that is known by no one, not even Makoto himself. | |
'''Before memory loss:''' <br> | '''Before memory loss:''' <br> | ||
| − | Being the youngest of four siblings, two older brothers and one older sister, | + | Being the youngest of four siblings, two older brothers and one older sister, she soon learned that she had to make a stand for herelf and not be pushed around. Her parents worked as guards for travelers and their freight so they traveled a lot from a young age. Both parents teaching the kids on their travels, so they would be ready to join them when they got old enough. Their life was simple, but in most ways good. They got to see a lot of the world around them, meet many people, and learn quite a lot about the different tribes of the steppes and generally the different people around their world. |
This life however ended rather abruptly when they were traveling trough the stepped with a large shipment for one of their richer clients, as they were attacked by the Dothral for traveling in their lands, but mostly because they wanted what they were guarding and had no intent to pay for it. They had stalked the group for quite a while, and knew just how to hit them as effectively as possible. Arrow raining down on them took out the horses pulling the cart, and several of the guards being unlucky enough to be hit just wrong. Then came the full force of the attack, slicing and cutting down their adversaries without any fear or remorse, leaving the siblings to defend for themselves, while watching their family being slaughtered before their eyes. | This life however ended rather abruptly when they were traveling trough the stepped with a large shipment for one of their richer clients, as they were attacked by the Dothral for traveling in their lands, but mostly because they wanted what they were guarding and had no intent to pay for it. They had stalked the group for quite a while, and knew just how to hit them as effectively as possible. Arrow raining down on them took out the horses pulling the cart, and several of the guards being unlucky enough to be hit just wrong. Then came the full force of the attack, slicing and cutting down their adversaries without any fear or remorse, leaving the siblings to defend for themselves, while watching their family being slaughtered before their eyes. | ||
| − | When they assumed them all dead, they took the cargo and left the carnage behind them, leaving a gravely wounded and almost dead child lying under the body of | + | When they assumed them all dead, they took the cargo and left the carnage behind them, leaving a gravely wounded and almost dead child lying under the body of her sister who with her last strength protected her with her own body. How long she was there is not known, but her rescuers would say at least a day. They only realized she wasn't dead when they were trying to remove the bodies and send them back to their families. As they lifted her sister, they could see her hand suddenly grab hers, as if trying with her last strength to keep her close. |
'''After memory loss:''' <br> | '''After memory loss:''' <br> | ||
| − | + | She would learn later that he had been found by the Mol, and it was them who saved her life and nursed her slowly back to health. At first they thought she just didn't want to talk about what happened, but after a while they came to learn two things, she couldn't actually hear their questions the damage done to her had taken away her hearing, and she had no memory of anything before she woke up with them. After a council between the elders of the Mol village and their elder Shaman, they decided it might be for the best that she had no memory of what had transpired. | |
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| + | She stayed with the Mol for several years, learning their ways, and learning how to read lips so that she could understand when they talked to her. She also learned how to control her own voice that she could no longer hear, much with the help of one of the village elders. It was also her that thought her meditation, and simply the way of letting things be, and enjoying the here and now for what it was. She learned their way of interpreting the stars and the sky and she started to show an interest in learning how to cook. | ||
| − | + | It wasn't often that he went outside the village, but they sometimes took her with them to Reunion when they were selling their wares or needed something, and it was there her life changed once again. It was where she met the two that would become her family. Even if at first she was unwilling to leave what she considered home, a long talk with the tribe elder eventually changed her mind. She knew he was different than everyone else there, her scales were the wrong color, and they had told her how they had found her all alone without going into too many details. | |
| − | + | The two people who stepped into her life, are the ones she today calls her parents. Both were chefs, her mother specializing in bakery and desserts, while her dad worked side by side with his wife with the main courses, with a specialty within all things meat. He could make almost anything really, but he was best when it came to meat. They had been told by the Mol how she had been found and what little they knew, but they had also suggested that they leave her past as just that. So they did, the only thing they tried to help her with was to get her hearing back, but no doctor could find a way to help, eventually she got so good at reading lips, that they almost forgot she couldn't hear them. | |
| − | + | Her interest and love from cooking grew with their teachings, and she excelled at it to the point where they had no more they could teach her. But once again she was lucky, and was offered a trip to Eorzea to learn more from the chefs there. After years of travel there, she returned home and tried to get work. Having no luck, she mostly wanders, helps out her parents, or stays with the Mol who'm she still considers her family as much as her parents. | |
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| − | + | She can hold his own if needed, but she prefers not to. She has been seen using a shield and sword combo, but also a bow | |
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| − | ! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">'' | + | ! <div align="left" style="font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#000000;" size="2">''placholderholder'''</font> '''(''' <font style="color:#8f827a;" size="2">♥</font>''') - '''ladida'''</div> |
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| − | | <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia">'''Guardian:''' | + | | <div style="font-size:12px; font-family:Georgia">'''Guardian:''' boop </div> |
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<font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> ''"Knows a whole lot more than most of herbs and their use."'' | <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> ''"Knows a whole lot more than most of herbs and their use."'' | ||
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| − | <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> ''"You wouldn't bellieve it, but | + | <font style="color:#aac5b4;" size="3">■</font> ''"You wouldn't bellieve it, but she is actually deaf."'' |
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Revision as of 09:18, 4 December 2017
Character Profile Izayoi Nagae
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 "Hmh, sorry didn't hear you" | |
| Gender | Female |
| Race | Au Ra |
| Clan | Raen |
| Citizenship | Doman |
| Age | Somewhere around 35 |
| Occupation | Unemplyed, chef by trade |
| Place of Birth | Doma |
| Residence | wanders mostly, or in her home with the Mol at the Azim steppe |
| Guardian | Llymalen, the Navigator |
| Nameday | 30th Sun of the 1st Astral Moon |
Height: Really quite tiny
Weight: Normal
Figure/build: Although she is tiny, she doesn't look skinny, and if one was too look closer you would se that she is actually quite well muscled for such a tiny girl
Hair colour: White to very light blond with purple stripes
Hairstyle: Short, but she dreams of saving it long
Eye colour: Deep blue with lighter blue limbal rings
Skin colour: Tanned, she loves spending most her time utside
Scars/distinguishing marks: She has a lot of scars from an something that has happened to her in the past. She has no idea what has happened, just that the scars are there to tell her they have.
Frequently worn jewellery/accessories: None atm
Appearance & PersonalityIzayoi is a typical caretaker, and has a knack for having people talk to her about anything and everything, that is when she gets passed her shy side, and actually talk to people. When she does, she is calm, collected and seldom to never really seems to be angry or upset. So either she is very good at hiding those things, or she is just as calm as he looks and feels. She is also a bookworm, and if given a book can pretty much forget anyone around her for a while.
Common Appearance: screenshot inc soon
Voice: Can sometimes talk louder than she needs, other times she can talk to low.
Clothing: She has a very simple clothing philosophy, if she likes it, its clean and comfy, she will wear it.
- Good company
- Stargazing
- Snowy places
- Animals
- Good food
- Books
- Idiots
- Confined spaces
- Oranges
- Fog
HistoryBefore memory loss:
Being the youngest of four siblings, two older brothers and one older sister, she soon learned that she had to make a stand for herelf and not be pushed around. Her parents worked as guards for travelers and their freight so they traveled a lot from a young age. Both parents teaching the kids on their travels, so they would be ready to join them when they got old enough. Their life was simple, but in most ways good. They got to see a lot of the world around them, meet many people, and learn quite a lot about the different tribes of the steppes and generally the different people around their world.
This life however ended rather abruptly when they were traveling trough the stepped with a large shipment for one of their richer clients, as they were attacked by the Dothral for traveling in their lands, but mostly because they wanted what they were guarding and had no intent to pay for it. They had stalked the group for quite a while, and knew just how to hit them as effectively as possible. Arrow raining down on them took out the horses pulling the cart, and several of the guards being unlucky enough to be hit just wrong. Then came the full force of the attack, slicing and cutting down their adversaries without any fear or remorse, leaving the siblings to defend for themselves, while watching their family being slaughtered before their eyes.
When they assumed them all dead, they took the cargo and left the carnage behind them, leaving a gravely wounded and almost dead child lying under the body of her sister who with her last strength protected her with her own body. How long she was there is not known, but her rescuers would say at least a day. They only realized she wasn't dead when they were trying to remove the bodies and send them back to their families. As they lifted her sister, they could see her hand suddenly grab hers, as if trying with her last strength to keep her close.
After memory loss:
She would learn later that he had been found by the Mol, and it was them who saved her life and nursed her slowly back to health. At first they thought she just didn't want to talk about what happened, but after a while they came to learn two things, she couldn't actually hear their questions the damage done to her had taken away her hearing, and she had no memory of anything before she woke up with them. After a council between the elders of the Mol village and their elder Shaman, they decided it might be for the best that she had no memory of what had transpired.
She stayed with the Mol for several years, learning their ways, and learning how to read lips so that she could understand when they talked to her. She also learned how to control her own voice that she could no longer hear, much with the help of one of the village elders. It was also her that thought her meditation, and simply the way of letting things be, and enjoying the here and now for what it was. She learned their way of interpreting the stars and the sky and she started to show an interest in learning how to cook.
It wasn't often that he went outside the village, but they sometimes took her with them to Reunion when they were selling their wares or needed something, and it was there her life changed once again. It was where she met the two that would become her family. Even if at first she was unwilling to leave what she considered home, a long talk with the tribe elder eventually changed her mind. She knew he was different than everyone else there, her scales were the wrong color, and they had told her how they had found her all alone without going into too many details.
The two people who stepped into her life, are the ones she today calls her parents. Both were chefs, her mother specializing in bakery and desserts, while her dad worked side by side with his wife with the main courses, with a specialty within all things meat. He could make almost anything really, but he was best when it came to meat. They had been told by the Mol how she had been found and what little they knew, but they had also suggested that they leave her past as just that. So they did, the only thing they tried to help her with was to get her hearing back, but no doctor could find a way to help, eventually she got so good at reading lips, that they almost forgot she couldn't hear them.
Her interest and love from cooking grew with their teachings, and she excelled at it to the point where they had no more they could teach her. But once again she was lucky, and was offered a trip to Eorzea to learn more from the chefs there. After years of travel there, she returned home and tried to get work. Having no luck, she mostly wanders, helps out her parents, or stays with the Mol who'm she still considers her family as much as her parents.
Abilities• Capable of treating wounds/ilness with his herbs and general medical knownledge.
• Makes very good tea.
• Can read lips pretty much fluently.
• A good cook, and quick to learn new things when it comes to cooking.
• Deaf, its a weakness no matter how you look at it
• Prefers not to fight and will go far to avoid confrontation
• Claustrophobic
People & PlacesNatsuko Nagae ( ♥) - Mother
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Position: His teacher of cooking and making tea
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Katashi Nagae ( ♥) - Father
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Also his trainer of cooking
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placholderholder ( ♥) - ladida
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Guardian: boop
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placeholder ( ●) - badumtish
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boop
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Common Rumors
PC Rumors
Art
OOC InformationHard Limits
* ERP (It will not happen)
Hooks & RP Favorites
* Small group RP
External Links
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