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− | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2"> | + | : <div style="font-family:Georgia;"><font size="2">K’sato was born into the Hipparian tribe, located within the outskirts of Thanalan. The tribe was secluded from most of the major settlements within Thanalan. Making the Seeker’s early years lack much knowledge on a non-tribal lifestyle. K’sato was raised by, and the only child of, K’ndanya Jhutoh. At the age of four he was given a small wooden lance to begin his hunting practices. All children of the Hipparian tribe are to start learning what tool they choose to become a future hunter for the tribe. <br><br>He continued his tribal life and practices until the age of six, when an unprecedented event occured. Under the light of the moon, K’ndanya began gathering what belongings she could and told K’sato they were to leave immediately. K’sato had questions, and tried to acquire answers his mother refused to give him. Hesitant as he was, he decided to leave with her. Swiftly and silently they fled from the tribe towards civilization. <br><br>Several bells later the two arrived at the Gate of the Sultana, one of the three entries into the gil-run city. Using what money they managed to gather, they spent the night in the Inn. K’sato found himself ever more confused. The only answers he managed to acquire along the way were: “We are starting a new life together/” “It will be better for us this way.” and “It’s for or safety.” <br><br> Over the course of the next few suns, things only went further downhill from there. K’ndanya attempted to acquire work to no avail, while K’sato found it difficult to adjust to the city life. And in the span of four suns their gil had run dry. They had been removed from the Inn and had nowhere to go. The two spent time in an alleyway, K’sato trying not to worry while K’ndanya pondered over all her options. <br><br> Night approached, and their options were slim. All they could do was sleep out within this alley and hope for the best. K’sato had accepted sleeping on the cold stone, while his mother could not. As K’sato nearly drifted to sleep, K’ndanya approached him and whispered a few words to him.<br><br>“K’sato, I am going to find us some gil. Wait here for me, alright? I will be back and… I love you.” she’d place a gentle parting kiss to his forehead and disappear into the dark of night. The Seeker slowly drifted into his sleep, awakening to no sign of his mother. So he waited. And waited. And waited. He briefly left his spot and tried to search for her within the city, but found himself returning to continue waiting. He waited for bells. Bells which turned into three suns. No sign of K’ndanya and K’sato’s hunger had reached a painful level. He knew not what to do. This obliviousness sprouted fear within him, was he to die here? <br><br>That would have been the case, if it wasn’t for three street children who hadn’t brought him what food and water they could “acquire”. K’sato acted before asking and devoured the food and water he was given. Once his body was satisfied enough, he inquired about them. They then explained they’ve been watching him for the three suns he’s been in this alley. Which prompted them to ask if he had someone who left him here. When he answered yes, the three looked amongst themselves and then explained K’ndanya wasn’t going to come back. It was a long, painful discussion, but the three convinced K’sato that he had been abandoned and he would’ve died had it not been for them. They offered for him to join them, as they all shared the same fate in this city. <br><br> K’sato accepted this proposition, and began what seemed to be a lifelong friendship between four, unfortunate street children. It was through these three that K’sato had an easier time adjusting to city life. They taught him where everything is, how they “acquire” their food and gil, and where to stray away from. These four spent all their days together, growing so close as if they were family. K’sato couldn’t imagine anything without them.<br><br> Marxene, revered as the leader of their band of misfits was an nine year old Duskwight Elezen. Quax’li, an eight year old Keeper thought as their rogue. Alred a Hyur, the same age as Quax’li and the brawns of the group. Through their teamwork they were able to acquire their necessities and ensured their own survival. Yet with every passing day did K’sato wonder why K’ndanya left him, why she would even remove him from their tribe in the first place. Despite the others words in trying to make him find hatred, he could only find confusion.<br><br> Summers went by with these four remaining tightly knit together. From their early teens to middle teens did they remain. As they aged, Marxene, Quax’li, and Alred only became more cold and cynical to the world around them. Whilst K’sato grew intrigue as he spent many evenings watching the adventurers in the Sands. Particularly, he watched and listened to stories from passing mages. This intrigue spawned an interest, causing the Seeker to enroll within the Thaumaturges Guild.<br><br> This decision displeased the other three. They had become content with their street life, and found any persons or things outside of their circle a terrible thing. In fact, they always disproved of Sato’s visits to the Quicksands. Their distaste only grew more foul as K’sato began his studies at the Guild. Unbeknownst to K’sato, the other three began worrying he’d replace them. He was the only one out of the three looking to make progress and improve upon their street life. While they had no desire to leave it or have any of the four split from their group. <br><br> From then on, they expressed their distaste of Sato’s decisions to him. An attempt to discourage him from pursuing his interests. While it did dishearten him, he still wanted to further his knowledge. But to further it and better their situation, he had to make even more gil than he was “acquiring” now. K’sato noted that the female dancers around Ul’dah acquired a hefty amount of gil in their work. So, he followed suit and learned what he could from their movements. As he got their dances down, while taking his own twists to the movement he attracted viewers. The gil came in, and K’sato tried everything he could to get even more gil. His desperation, unfortunately, attracted those with less-than-reputable gil making ways.<br><br> K’sato’s body became his way of making gil, and his only way to acquire gil. He did what was necessary to keep his studies funded. Even helping his friends when he could. The lengths he would go for the three were utterly ignored. His choices repulsed them, which fueled anger. Anger that they would physically, and verbally take out on K’sato to make him stop. He couldn’t, no matter what happened. <br><br> He desired to do what was best for them, and he knew deep down this was best. Unfortunately, despite his optimism things would get worse before they got better. His skin became covered in bruises from the harm of the three. These bruises didn’t translate well on the evenings where he had to sell his body for a night. Bringing more bruises, and unwanted pain to the Seeker. Through it all, he endured what he could so that he could help him, and the three he still believes are worthy of being called a “friend”.<br><br> Sun after sun, moon after moon. The anger they portrayed only festered, their personalities becoming warped and their ideals shifting completely. Their harsh outlook on the world caused them to make rash, and reckless decisions. In fact, they became more violent towards those around them, not even just Sato. <br><br> Then came the Seekers saving grace, a single trip through Thanalan with other members of the Thaumaturges Guild. It was perceived as a mandatory trip, as it came from fellow guildmates. K’sato made his way out to the rendezvous point they informed him of in Central Thanalan. However, the trip instead turned out to be a group of guild mates expressing their concerns. They believed the people Sato call friends, are actually abusive and manipulative.<br><br> K’sato had no knowledge of these words, which they explained thoroughly to him. They inquired more about his situation, and their behaviors. His answers only made them all agree that they were not good for K’sato to progress as a person. They’d spend the entire day wandering Central Thanalan whilst they enlighten the Seeker. Heavy discussion ensued through their travels. Many facts were presented to inevitably open the Seekers eyes to the truth. The truth that he needed to survive for himself. That he needed to leave them, and let them remain angered. At the same time, he had to make sure he wouldn’t let them harm him again.<br><br> When they returned to the city, K’sato had reached a decision. He would be leaving them immediately and continuing his life without them. He confronted them in their usual alley, bringing forth the facts he now had. This of course fueled their anger as they tried to paint themselves victims to K’sato. None of it worked, he said what he needed to and began to walk off. Marxene in a fury rushed the Seeker, but he anticipated that. He’d turn just as she arrived at his front to be blasted back with a powerful fireball. She’d slide down the back of the wall behind her before falling to the ground.<br><br> “No more.” K’sato sternly said, “No more of your hatred, and anger. You’ve made your choices and so have I… I no longer need you three in my life. This is farewell.” before turning once more, he’d point and shake his wand towards Alred and Quax’li. His intimidation worked and he left freely from their clutches. No more was he to be constrained to their hatred, their suffering. He decided to reclaim that which caused him suffering. His body, his dreams, everything.<br><br> K’sato continued his studies at the guild, while furthering his job as a street dancer and courtesan. Utilizing the gil he now had for himself, he finally spent it on living within an inn room for a time. He did just as he said he would. All that caused him suffering was reclaimed. Turning it into things that made him feel… good, hopeful, and happy. However, he wasn’t perfect. There was lingering effects from Marxene, the others, and the abandonment of his mother. He feared being alone, and he feared being harmed. Thus, friends he made he grew attached to rather quickly. Quick to befriend, and quicker to love. At the same time, he was wary of those like Marxene, Quax’li, and Alred. He refused to let their scenario repeat again, and moved forward with this ideal in mind.<br><br> |
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K'sato Tia
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General Information An affable, and warm street dancer who grew up on the streets of Ul'dah. Starting his work as a street dancer at a young age, followed by the beginning of his studies at the Thaumaturges guild, K'sato over the years has become proficient in the elemental magics, and choreography, even leading him to combine both his talents into spectacular, magic filled dance performances. Appearance
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History Trigger Warning: Sexual and physical abuse is mentioned in K'sato's history. Proceed with caution of these subjects are sensitive to you!
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