Kahn'a Ohditra
KAHN'A OHDITRA
A tale sung to the fool,
Ballad of men scorched.
Be their will torched,
And tempers made cool.
In the sea of adventurers that have for years helped Eorzea regain its prosperity, Kahn'a is a stern figure. Of a pale complexion, he, strong of some thirty winters, prefers to the hostility of daylight the softness of dying dusks and to the business of Leve counters the company of quietude. He appears in taverns, in the wilderness, in remote locations where folks pass through. Though he does not do much mingling, the man being a discreet one, he listens.
His knack for solitude is not entirely self-imposed. Counts of felony recognized in several city-states bind him to visits shortened, done in secracy and to the hope that the mind of men are quick to forget petty crimes. When faced with villainy, the righteous oft lose themselves in romantic concepts, in the assurance that guilt will eventually weigh scoundrels down, but in Kahn'a's case, he still moves with the unerring nimbleness of his kind, each deed considered nothing but the natural progression of his survival.
Born from the bloodline of Miqo'te who have carefully kept themselves away from the bustle of civilization, he takes the mantle of a new generation who, after the wreck the Calamity made of the realm, endeavours to see change happen, and this despite his fondness for the old way. His contacts with the people of Eorzea are clumsy, somewhat violent and yet never cease. It is true the Keepers of the Moon are known for their itinerant tendencies, males especially, but there is something to be said about those who elect the frontiers of settlements as a truce in their wandering.
