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<center><p>This is a list of the items that Keaira currently is keeping on her person. Feel free to use this information if it comes up logically in the course of RP, such as pickpocketing, a search, etc.</p></center> | <center><p>This is a list of the items that Keaira currently is keeping on her person. Feel free to use this information if it comes up logically in the course of RP, such as pickpocketing, a search, etc.</p></center> | ||
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::* <p><b>Focus:</b> Keaira rarely utilizes her thaumaturgy in combat, any longer. Still, her focus remains with her, usually kept in a discreet place on her person. </p> | ::* <p><b>Focus:</b> Keaira rarely utilizes her thaumaturgy in combat, any longer. Still, her focus remains with her, usually kept in a discreet place on her person. </p> | ||
::* <p><b>Starglobe:</b> Though it's usually kept in her chocobo's saddlebags, this magick conduit--and its accompanying divining deck--are never far, anymore. She practices her astromancy and ponders its implications quite often. </p> | ::* <p><b>Starglobe:</b> Though it's usually kept in her chocobo's saddlebags, this magick conduit--and its accompanying divining deck--are never far, anymore. She practices her astromancy and ponders its implications quite often. </p> | ||
+ | ::* <p><b>Turret:</b> A modified weapon originating from the Haillenarte manufactury. Keaira's 'Little Pup' is only used when she's alone, or on very specific maneuvers; the risk of friendly-fire is too great, otherwise. </p> | ||
+ | ::* <p><b>Necklace:</b> Twinning has had very few gifts given to her, in all of her years. This silver necklace--featuring small, ornamented wings--came from Upa, and she rarely takes it off. </p> | ||
::* <p><b>Ether:</b> Part of mastering her own aether is ensuring its a ready utility, no matter how she needs to use it. A vial or two of ether ensures this. </p> | ::* <p><b>Ether:</b> Part of mastering her own aether is ensuring its a ready utility, no matter how she needs to use it. A vial or two of ether ensures this. </p> | ||
::* <p><b>Rations:</b> Keaira is a soldier at heart, and doesn't travel without the basic sundries to keep herself alive. Dried fruits and meats are usually kept carefully wrapped and safe, somewhere in her belongings. </p> | ::* <p><b>Rations:</b> Keaira is a soldier at heart, and doesn't travel without the basic sundries to keep herself alive. Dried fruits and meats are usually kept carefully wrapped and safe, somewhere in her belongings. </p> | ||
+ | <h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #4F1A34;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>COMPANIONS</center></div></span></h3> | ||
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+ | ::* <p><b>Barker:</b> This sleek, black chocobo was commissioned to her when she was first recruited into the Immortal Flames, and he has remained her steadfast companion ever since. She dotes immensely upon the bird, and there are few training exercises or maneuvers that he doesn't accompany her on. He eats well, lives well, and has managed to be one of those few beings alive that's heard Keaira singing. When her final mission with the Flames turned into a nightmare, it's Barker who carried her broken body back to Ul'dah, where she was healed.</p> | ||
<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #4F1A34;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>MISCELLANEOUS INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3> | <h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #4F1A34;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>MISCELLANEOUS INFORMATION</center></div></span></h3> | ||
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<p><b>Face Claim</b>: To be determined :)</p> | <p><b>Face Claim</b>: To be determined :)</p> | ||
− | <p><b>Body Claim</b> | + | <p><b>Body Claim: Anna Torv [http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/25700000/Anna-Torv-2011-Faces-Of-Fox-Photoshoot-anna-torv-25730764-1918-2560.jpg] </b></p> |
− | <p><b>Voice Claim</b> | + | <p><b>Voice Claim: Anna Torv [https://youtu.be/40tDQRSaeqU?t=10s] </b></p> |
=Combat= | =Combat= | ||
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− | * <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Vyncent Tanner:</b> | + | * <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Vyncent Tanner:</b> Though they've only sparred twice, Keaira has relished each occasion (She has also, both times, emerged the victor.).</div> |
* <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Rhesh'ir, Onuma:</b> Though not necessarily a melee, Keaira volunteered to help Rhesh'ir learn another talent in his training as a Paladin.</div> | * <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Rhesh'ir, Onuma:</b> Though not necessarily a melee, Keaira volunteered to help Rhesh'ir learn another talent in his training as a Paladin.</div> | ||
− | + | * <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"><b>Tarvoth:</b> 'The Tainted One.' A massive, violent Dravanian responsible for the deaths of two 81st members, now slain at their hands. The moons-long pursuit and culminating battle were grueling. </div> | |
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<p>The unit pursued Brooks deep into southern Thanalan, where she was attempting to escape with a merchant caravan. Upon reaching the caravan, however, events took a turn towards horrible. A trap utilizing several of the merchants in the caravan, as well as Amalj'aa, saw Keaira's unit decimated. Her Chief Sergeant, the leader of their unit, was killed by a traitor in their very midst--Spiral Crocus, someone whom Keaira had considered a very close comrade. Though she would later lie about it when the mission was reviewed by her superiors, she witnessed two privates from her unit escaping the combat. Left for dead, Keaira barely managed to escape the grisly end suffered by the rest of those few men and women she had served with for much of her career. In lieu of Brooks' escape, and the lack of provable details surrounding the demise of a renowned Flames unit, the Grand Company avoided public dismay by accusing Keaira of treason; a charge which they were unable to entirely prove. Her time with the Flames ended with a dishonorable discharge, and further isolation from her family than she had known, even as a child.</p> | <p>The unit pursued Brooks deep into southern Thanalan, where she was attempting to escape with a merchant caravan. Upon reaching the caravan, however, events took a turn towards horrible. A trap utilizing several of the merchants in the caravan, as well as Amalj'aa, saw Keaira's unit decimated. Her Chief Sergeant, the leader of their unit, was killed by a traitor in their very midst--Spiral Crocus, someone whom Keaira had considered a very close comrade. Though she would later lie about it when the mission was reviewed by her superiors, she witnessed two privates from her unit escaping the combat. Left for dead, Keaira barely managed to escape the grisly end suffered by the rest of those few men and women she had served with for much of her career. In lieu of Brooks' escape, and the lack of provable details surrounding the demise of a renowned Flames unit, the Grand Company avoided public dismay by accusing Keaira of treason; a charge which they were unable to entirely prove. Her time with the Flames ended with a dishonorable discharge, and further isolation from her family than she had known, even as a child.</p> | ||
− | <h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #4F1A34;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center> | + | <h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #4F1A34;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>Independence (2-3)</center></div></span></h3> |
<p>Keaira made a vow to herself, to keep strong and move only upward after her discharge. Her time spent in the Ossuary and her dedication to history, coupled with her military experience and physical prowess allowed her a good deal of independence in her work, and it wasn't long before she found her niche as a private contractor in Ul'dah, specializing in retrieval and authentication of relics, tomes, and other historic artifacts. Surviving both Carteneau and the decimation of her Immortal Flames squad left her with a fresh sense of pragmatism, and most clients knew her foremost by her cutthroat demeanor, quick work, and brutal efficiency in whatever task she was set to; all of which, by her own choosing, kept her well clear of most chance of taking men's lives.</p> | <p>Keaira made a vow to herself, to keep strong and move only upward after her discharge. Her time spent in the Ossuary and her dedication to history, coupled with her military experience and physical prowess allowed her a good deal of independence in her work, and it wasn't long before she found her niche as a private contractor in Ul'dah, specializing in retrieval and authentication of relics, tomes, and other historic artifacts. Surviving both Carteneau and the decimation of her Immortal Flames squad left her with a fresh sense of pragmatism, and most clients knew her foremost by her cutthroat demeanor, quick work, and brutal efficiency in whatever task she was set to; all of which, by her own choosing, kept her well clear of most chance of taking men's lives.</p> | ||
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Joselyn Twinning,</b> <i>mother</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">♥</font> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">❖</font> <b>)</b></div> |
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"I never knew her. Sometimes, I'll come close to seeing her face, in a dream. I like to think that I look like her."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Joselyn Twinning died giving birth to Keaira, and though her daughter doesn't know it, Jos is the one that chose her name. Keaira shares almost every feature with her mother, which has only fueled her father's unfair resentment of her. Joselyn was a talented woman of Ala Mhigan heritage, and even Lowell knew less than he'd have liked to about her combative history.</p></div> | ||
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Lowell Twinning</b>, <i>father</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">♥</font> <font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">🔃</font> <b>)</b></div> | ||
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira's Thoughts:</b> <i>"I've come close to hating him. I've said the words. Now, after everything that's happened and all that I've seen...I can only be sad."</i></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>From the moment that Keaira was born, and Joselyn died, Lowell has grieved. His daughter is a reminder of his wife's demise, and a crutch upon which he leans every failure, since. He will only speak to Keaira if he absolutely must, and considers her every effort doomed to failure before it's even begun.</p></div> |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Mirielda Ironsword</b>, <i>Step-mother</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">🔃</font> <b>)</b></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>”I don't know what Lowell sees in her. Or, how she raised a son as good as Albert.”</i></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Lowell's dislike of his daughter didn't carry immediately to the woman he married, after Joselyn's death. It took time, and Keaira's shameful trial and discharge from the Flames for Mirielda to share the man's resentment. It has remained since, but also isn't particularly strong. In truth, Keaira and Mirielda simply know far too little of each other.</p></div> |
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Arthur Twinning</b>, <i>Brother</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">♥</font> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"I thank the Twelve for their blessing, at allowing Art and I to come around. I can see it in his eyes. He knows I'm worth calling family, and I'll do what I have to to keep that feeling alive."</i></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>This middle brother of Keaira's three, at twenty-nine years of age. Arthur is almost as talented as his father at metallurgy and goldsmithing, and has a creative mind that's ever seeking new muses and canvas. He loves to explore, and it was through his sister's offer to help him see the realm that they first began to understand each other, and the almost unsealable divide that now keeps Keaira from her family. He won't readily admit it, yet, but he cares for her.</p></div> |
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Clifton Twinning</b>, <i>Brother</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#FA70BC;" size="2">♥</font> <font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">🔃</font> <b>)</b></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"I'll never know if he's as tough as he thinks he is. He's good at avoiding a scrap, and I think he knew better than to ever start one with me."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Though he has no love for his sister, he's always been wary of approaching her. Clifton isn't half the artisan that Arthur is, but he still aids his family's business with easier smithing work, and with offering courier service throughout the city of Ul'dah. His young, boyish features often misrepresent his age, and he's known for starting fights that he can't finish (and subsequently sneaking away from them.)</p></div> | ||
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Alaire Twinning</b>, <i>Brother</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#C24640;" size="2">✖</font> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">🔃</font> <b>)</b></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"I've tried to stay away from growing hatred towards any of them. Alaire made it hard. Fuck him."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>It took Keaira some while to realize that she truly was an outcast, in her own family, and also in the sense of how a daughter ought to be treated. Alaire made this abundantly clear through much of her upbringing. More than resentful, he was outright abusive as a lad, and such tendencies only grew more rampant as he became older. He aids the family business only in the slimmest sense, and spends most of his time abroad, earning coin for himself while trading his family's wares when it pleases him.</p></div> | ||
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Albert Ironsword</b>, <i>Brother</i>. <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6b6e72;" size="2">●</font> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">🔃</font> <b>)</b></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"If records alone spoke, I'd be shite on someone's heel, and Albert would be a Gods-borne soldier. His might be accurate."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>As with Mirielda, Keaira simply knows very little about Albert. Only a few years older than her, he was nevertheless greatly absent. She later discovered that this absence was to allow him extensive training; grooming for his eventual pursuit of Immortal Flames officership. He still pursues it, but is known as a ruthless--yet honest--soldier, committed entirely to the defense and prosperity of the city-state.</p></div> | ||
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Person's Name</b>, <i>nickname or alias</i>. <b>(</b> SYMBOLS GO HERE <b>)</b></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"Insert CHARACTER’s quote here.."</i></div> |
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Short description of how these characters know each other goes here.</p></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Short description of how these characters know each other goes here.</p></div> | ||
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<center><p>Listed here are the non-family characters, both PC and NPC, that Keaira has interacted with enough or in such a way for her to form a real opinion about them. Please don't take personal offense if your character isn't listed here, or how the interaction or relationship is described. It isn't that I dislike your character or our RP. I just tend to only add these as necessary for those who make a real impact on Twinning, and descriptions are purely based upon in character experiences and opinions!</p></center> | <center><p>Listed here are the non-family characters, both PC and NPC, that Keaira has interacted with enough or in such a way for her to form a real opinion about them. Please don't take personal offense if your character isn't listed here, or how the interaction or relationship is described. It isn't that I dislike your character or our RP. I just tend to only add these as necessary for those who make a real impact on Twinning, and descriptions are purely based upon in character experiences and opinions!</p></center> | ||
− | <center><p><b>Last Update...</b> 11/ | + | <center><p><b>Last Update...</b> 11/19/2015.</p></center> |
<center><p>* An asterisks denotes that Keaira doesn't know the individual's true name.</p></center> | <center><p>* An asterisks denotes that Keaira doesn't know the individual's true name.</p></center> | ||
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! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Ander Brookstone]], <i></i> <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">$</font> <font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">♥</font> <b>)</b></div> | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Ander Brookstone]], <i></i> <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <font style="color:#CD950C;" size="2">$</font> <font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <font style="color:#000000;" size="2">♥</font> <b>)</b></div> | ||
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>" | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"How do I find such easy trust in a man that can so quickly slip away, and become something else? It matters little. He's a good man, and the variety that deserves every onze of happiness that comes to him."</i></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Keaira | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Though their meeting was one of coincidence, their every interaction since has brought them to be fast friends. Ander is handsome, capable, well-spoken, and also haunted. Keaira cannot ever blame him for feeling as he does, but she's determined to help him find resolution through it; to learn to live with the mystery of his past, but keep sturdy feet on the path he's set himself on. Meanwhile, she enjoys sparking a blush on his face far more than she should.</p></div> |
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Perhaps the oddest person that Keaira has met in her short time as a guest of the Maelstrom Foreign Levy 81st. For as much of their dialogue consists of ridiculous banter and verbal competition, she would have a great deal of difficulty denying her enjoyment of their every encounter. Ferai is a mystery, and Twinning is fond of mysteries. Most recently, she played a part in quelling a dark element from Ferai's past; she is very happy to have done so.</p></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Perhaps the oddest person that Keaira has met in her short time as a guest of the Maelstrom Foreign Levy 81st. For as much of their dialogue consists of ridiculous banter and verbal competition, she would have a great deal of difficulty denying her enjoyment of their every encounter. Ferai is a mystery, and Twinning is fond of mysteries. Most recently, she played a part in quelling a dark element from Ferai's past; she is very happy to have done so.</p></div> | ||
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Fyrilsunn Fiandoensyn]], <i>"Big Guy"</i> <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <b>)</b></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"I think he made sergeant about the same time I did lieutenant. He's suited for it. Maybe suited for rank even more than me, given his experience. Which I am, also, mightily curious about."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Keaira knows little that's personal about Fyrilsunn, but she has seen firsthand his ferocity in battle, and also his commitment to his comrades. Unless more is offered (or revealed), she may not ask for more details about the man. They will simply have to be revealed during another night out drinking.</p></div> | ||
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[H'lanah Yhisa]], <i>"Fingers"</i> <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <b>)</b></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"If I can get her eyes off my arse, she's a good conversation and a quick learner."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Keaira still doesn't know what to make of Lanah. Though she continues to look out for her, she can't help but wonder what would be revealed should the miqo'te girl's desires and lusts be stripped away.</p></div> | ||
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− | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Lynn'wo Vahnal]], <i>"Frosty"</i> <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <b>)</b></div> | + | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Kikira Kira]], <i></i> <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <b>)</b></div> |
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"There's a story behind how tightly this one holds my hand, when she needs it. She's a darling, and I can see so clearly why she's here."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Not allowed a great deal of time to converse, Keaira has taken a liking to Kikira regardless. She suspects that many take the girl to be naive or innocent, but her prowess at those things she sets her mind to speaks against that, as does her willingness to throw herself into the fray, for the sake of her comrades. Twinning will keep a watchful, protective eye over her.</p></div> | ||
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+ | {| class="mw-collapsible mw-collapsed wikitable" width="100%" border="0" style="vertical-align: middle; text-align: left;" | ||
+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Lynn'wo Vahnal]], <i>"Frosty"</i> <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <font style="color:#c5a541;" size="2">🔒</font> <b>)</b></div> | ||
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>" | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"You need to look past the surface of a person, especially so when that surface is pretty. Distracting. "</i></div> |
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− | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p> | + | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Twinning's first impressions of Lynn'wo were coloured by their excellent pairing in combat, but she's since learned more of the man. He is far more than the sum of his tricks and talents, and has a reverence for the living among his 'family' that most only manage to find once those souls are gone. He's among those few who quickly earned her trust through an honest show of priorities that so closely aligns with her own.</p></div> |
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Keaira's initial, lukewarm view of this woman was quickly banished for something more amiable. A thoughtful gift and time well spent (dance lessons much-appreciated) have allowed her to see the Moonkeeper woman in a broader light. Her strong history within the company makes itself evident in her rapport with most of them.</p></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Keaira's initial, lukewarm view of this woman was quickly banished for something more amiable. A thoughtful gift and time well spent (dance lessons much-appreciated) have allowed her to see the Moonkeeper woman in a broader light. Her strong history within the company makes itself evident in her rapport with most of them.</p></div> | ||
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Odette Saoirse]], <i></i> <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <b>)</b></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"There are those you drink with, and those you share a drink with. Ode's the fun sort, the latter, and so long as I'm forming an army of acquaintances, I wouldn't mind her being one of them."</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Though Keaira has had no interaction with Odette outside of several small celebrations, she's enjoyed time spent with the woman. Easygoing and welcoming, Ode has been a friend separate from the strife of her company's involvements. Keaira hopes to drink with her again, and moreso, learn a bit more of the woman behind the banter.</p></div> | ||
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| <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Twinning scarcely knew this woman, apart from the standing and reputation she seemed to have with other members of the 81st. She witnessed Lyf's bravery on two occasions before her death, and they were of great enough magnitude that she will be remembered by them.</p></div> | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Twinning scarcely knew this woman, apart from the standing and reputation she seemed to have with other members of the 81st. She witnessed Lyf's bravery on two occasions before her death, and they were of great enough magnitude that she will be remembered by them.</p></div> | ||
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+ | ! <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;">[[Z'koa Rhiki]], <i>"Cutie"</i> <b>(</b> <font style="color:#6B8E23;" size="2">✔</font> <b>)</b></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:14px; font-variant:small-caps;"><b>Keaira’s Thoughts:</b> <i>"I've a curiosity about her. Most don't keep their talents hidden away like she does...but she's good. Very good.</i></div> | ||
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+ | | <div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px;"><p>Though they haven't spent a large abundance of time together, Keaira's had an opportunity to see that Z'koa is one of the 81st's best-kept secrets. A talented fighter and the person responsible for many of the delicacies waiting around their beachside home, she has made a distinct impression by not flaunting any of these talents. Twinning wasn't even aware of her talents with a blade until they journeyed together through the Coerthan highlands.</p></div> | ||
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− | <center>''These are rumors, both from NPCs and PCs, that one might overhear in regards to | + | <center>''These are rumors, both from NPCs and PCs, that one might overhear in regards to Keaira. Feel free to utilize these in your RP hooks, or add your own!''</center> |
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<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #FF2D2D; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Uncommon Rumors -</b> ''A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first!''</div> | <div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #FF2D2D; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Uncommon Rumors -</b> ''A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first!''</div> | ||
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Don't push at her privacy. And don't ask after her private collection, if you want to do an onze of business, at all." <b>-- Eynwarg Stralzagylsyn, Lominsan Importer.</b></div></p> | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Don't push at her privacy. And don't ask after her private collection, if you want to do an onze of business, at all." <b>-- Eynwarg Stralzagylsyn, Lominsan Importer.</b></div></p> | ||
− | + | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"For a few years, she took meals here. Boring food paired with Gridania's finest spirits. Don't know where home was, but she staggered there, most nights Come to think of it, I haven't seen her in a fair while." <b>-- Syrio Burke, Carline Canopy Worker.</b></div></p> | |
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #E30000; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Rare Rumors -</b> ''Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!''</div> | <div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #E30000; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Rare Rumors -</b> ''Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!''</div> | ||
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Dishonorable discharge. I served with Corporal Twinning and there wasn't a dishonorable bone in her body." <b>-- Immortal Flames Sergeant.</b></div></p> | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Dishonorable discharge. I served with Corporal Twinning and there wasn't a dishonorable bone in her body." <b>-- Immortal Flames Sergeant.</b></div></p> | ||
− | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"She comes from a good, pious family. Come to think of it, she and the | + | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"She comes from a good, pious family. Come to think of it, she and the eldest brother are the only ones not in the business." <b>-- Tatasomi Dedesomi, of the Arrzaneth Ossuary.</b></div></p> |
+ | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"I can't tell if she's a romantic, or if she's crazy. Went from one nonce talking over the loadout of her rifle to the next, staring out at the mountains and speaking in verses." <b>-- Louisonet Cleves, Haillenarte Manufactury Worker</b></div></p> | ||
<div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #990000; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Player Character Rumors -</b> ''Feel free to add rumors of your own!''</div> | <div style="padding:10px 25px; background: #990000; color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;font-size:12px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><b>◢ Player Character Rumors -</b> ''Feel free to add rumors of your own!''</div> | ||
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Ah.. Mhm~ What could I say about Twinning that hasn't already been said? There's a lot I do know, and still a lot I don't. I guess I like that far too much~" <b>-- Rhesh'ir Zhwan</b></div></p> | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Ah.. Mhm~ What could I say about Twinning that hasn't already been said? There's a lot I do know, and still a lot I don't. I guess I like that far too much~" <b>-- Rhesh'ir Zhwan</b></div></p> | ||
− | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Twinning | + | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Twinning is a grizzled war veteran, and that's what you'd see on the surface. Beneath that she is many layers -- a woman hurt and betrayed by the evil that festers around this war-torn world. An innocent spirit trying to find her way into belonging. Moreover, my best of friends. I firmly think she has found her place, here. And I'm not giving her away. Any that tries can piss off or find a blade wedged in their gut." <b>-- Onuma Ahntifi</b></div></p> |
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"> "Keaira be part o' a world where ye need t'be 'ard t'survive. Ah respect 'er ability t'keep goin'. Ah think she an' mesen will be great friends, what can face a world t'gether nay matter 'ow life tries t'break us." <b>-- Ferai Caolann</b></div></p> | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"> "Keaira be part o' a world where ye need t'be 'ard t'survive. Ah respect 'er ability t'keep goin'. Ah think she an' mesen will be great friends, what can face a world t'gether nay matter 'ow life tries t'break us." <b>-- Ferai Caolann</b></div></p> | ||
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"> "I've heard she was discharged, but I question why. She's one of the greatest soldiers I've had the opportunity to fight alongside." <b>-- Kodaro Ba'rococo</b></div></p> | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"> "I've heard she was discharged, but I question why. She's one of the greatest soldiers I've had the opportunity to fight alongside." <b>-- Kodaro Ba'rococo</b></div></p> | ||
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* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"> "From what little I know of her, she is collected and uses information wisely. She has taught me that there are solutions aside from the one you have considered. Also, she is one of my centurions." [pause] "Lieutenants." <b>-- Jebei Moks</b></div></p> | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px"> "From what little I know of her, she is collected and uses information wisely. She has taught me that there are solutions aside from the one you have considered. Also, she is one of my centurions." [pause] "Lieutenants." <b>-- Jebei Moks</b></div></p> | ||
* <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Twiggy...what can I say? Uglier than shit....but one of a kind. She's got something inside her that most folks can only dream of having. I got her back....always." <b>-- Vyncent Tanner</b></div></p> | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Twiggy...what can I say? Uglier than shit....but one of a kind. She's got something inside her that most folks can only dream of having. I got her back....always." <b>-- Vyncent Tanner</b></div></p> | ||
− | + | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Let's see... Twinning, well. I almost soiled myself the first time I heard her referred to as "Lieutenant". I cannae say I know her all that well, but she puts up with Tanner's shit so that's gotta be worth something, nae? I enjoy her company, what little we've shared. Ten out of ten, would drink with again."<b>-- Odette Saoirse</b></div></p> | |
+ | * <p><div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:12px">"Feel free to add your own rumour, using this template!" <b>-- Character Name Here</b></div></p> | ||
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<h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #4F1A34;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>ABOUT THE PLAYER</center></div></span></h3> | <h3><span class="mw-headline" id="General"><div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #4F1A34;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>ABOUT THE PLAYER</center></div></span></h3> | ||
− | <p> | + | <p>Hello there! My name is Tom, I'm 29 years old, and have been roleplaying off-and-on (mostly in MMOs) for several years. I'm an avid gamer, but also a foodie, photographer, and professional writer; thus, one must strike a balance! I enjoy great roleplay just as much as the rest of a game's content, and value an immersive experience that allows me to take part in everything offered!</p> |
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #666699;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''THINGS TO KEEP IN MIND...'''</center></div></span></h3> | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #666699;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''THINGS TO KEEP IN MIND...'''</center></div></span></h3> | ||
− | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b> | + | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>I'm a working professional.</b> Even though I mostly work from home, my hours can be pretty varied. Pumpkin hour can change on the fly any given night, but I'm usually very good at keeping to a planned schedule..</div> |
− | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b> | + | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b>I enjoy other game-content, too.</b> Though I certainly have a love for roleplay, I do go out of my way to set aside time to partake in FFXIV's PvE and PvP activities, as I can! Don't take it personally if I'm not available for roleplay; sometimes, a guy just has to run some Second Coil, ffs.</div> |
− | + | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>OOC and IC are all kinds of seperate.</b> My character is not my vessel. Her experiences, motives, words, thoughts, and behaviors are entirely separate from my own, and I don't act out my life or emotions through my character. Every fictional character has a little bit of their typist, but rarely will you trace it back to me, directly.</div> | |
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− | + | I'm fairly laid back person, and generally feel that any established guidelines are capable of being bent in exceptional circumstances. Still, for the sake of making sure everyone's on the same page here, let me make a few mentions in particular: | |
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<td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Georgia;"><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="I WILL NOT"> | <td style="vertical-align: top;font-size:9pt;font-family:Georgia;"><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="I WILL NOT"> | ||
<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #666699;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''I WILL NOT...'''</center></div></span></h3> | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #666699;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''I WILL NOT...'''</center></div></span></h3> | ||
− | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b> | + | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Break or "assume" the lore for your roleplay.</b> FFXIV lore has a special, dear place in my heart, and though there are certainly gaps in what we know/don't know that can be a hindrance to roleplay, I won't allow assumption to bridge those gaps. I like my roleplay to be defined by the parameters set by the lore; thus, "new" uses of magick and fantastical devices that have no in-game representation will be a very hard sell, for me. Not impossible, but difficult.</div> |
− | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: # | + | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Roleplay through an IC/OOC conflict.</b> In this, I mean that I have no desire to roleplay my character against a typist who roleplays his or her self. I roleplay because I enjoy great storytelling, and all of the emotional pitching and climbing that comes with it. I do not enjoy using roleplay as a vessel to find OOC resolution to an OOC conflict or problem (at least, not purposefully).</div> |
− | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b> | + | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Engage in excessively explicit content.</b> I roleplay for sake of storytelling. Eorzea is a dark place, and its stories can sometimes go to dark places. However, there's a time, place, and limit for everything, and excessively graphic roleplay for exploitative or reaction's sake is something that I will almost always turn away from.</div> |
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<div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #666699;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''I WILL...'''</center></div></span></h3> | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px; background: #666699;font-size:16px;color:#ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px 3px silver;letter-spacing:0.2em;"><center>'''I WILL...'''</center></div></span></h3> | ||
− | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b> | + | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #e0e2e5;"><b>Explore the lore with you.</b> Though I won't assume or create through wide gaps in the lore, I absolutely will explore its mysteries with you. The nature of usable magick that's already in-game, the motivations of established characters/groups, and the mysteries of the land are all ripe for investigation, and the journey can make for exceptional roleplay, even if there's no concrete answer at the end of it!</div> |
− | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b> | + | <div style="font-family:Georgia;padding:10px 15px 10px; background: #eeeeee;"><b>Roleplay romance and sensual scenes.</b> Do read my claim about excessively explicit content above, but also know that I'm willing to roleplay romance and sensual scenes. Typically, I will avoid doing so in-game or in public spaces, preferring to take it to Skype or "fade-to-black," instead.</div> |
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KEAIRA TWINNING has served as a scrivener, a scholar, a collector, and researcher, and mercenary, since leaving behind her life as an Ossuary thaumaturgist, and an Immortal Flames soldier. She remains a soldier at heart, and much of her personal life is guided by philosophies she established after her discharge from the Immortal Flames. She keeps personal feelings and admissions to herself, save for those few that she trusts enough with them. Often, she believes herself undeserving of her own desires and wants, and will 'protect' those she cares for from even hearing them.
Keaira's style of dress is focused more on utility than flair; function over aesthetic. Though she certainly looks after herself, the varied nature of her work's demands will find her in everything from robes to leather. After the recent loss of her right eye, she will not be seen in public without an eyepatch. Her hair is mostly worn short and kept away from her face, but recently, she's begin experimenting with different styles; a preference for aesthetic that has come around with her own sense of self-value. Well versed in thaumaturgy, she carries small, fulm-length focus somewhere on her person at all times. After her discharge from the Immortal Flames, she began taking up more practical methods of combat, and has collected a wide arsenal of firearms that she keeps in immaculate repair. The most recent development in her study and focus has brought her to astromancy, and she can often be found experimenting with her starglobe.
Haunted. Hopeful. Committed. Twinning was born with synesthesia, and though it often affects her perspectives and emotions, she rarely speaks of it, for risk of being treated poorly. She has also suffered from severe flashbacks since her service in the Immortal Flames, a problem that she is constantly seeking remedies for. This aside, Keaira is an optimistic person, and those she places a significant amount of trust in are likely privy to her excessively romantic heart. She has hard-earned philosophies tied to her own beliefs, many of them stemming from her longstanding faith in the Twelve, and a keen regard for the pursuit of beautiful things. Her enemies will find a relentless and cunning opponent. Business interests will find her shrewd and pragmatic. Friends and comrades will find someone that cares immensely for their well-being.
This is a list of the items that Keaira currently is keeping on her person. Feel free to use this information if it comes up logically in the course of RP, such as pickpocketing, a search, etc. Last Updated: 11/19/2015
Face Claim: To be determined :) Body Claim: Anna Torv [1] Voice Claim: Anna Torv [2]
Twinning's reserve of equipment is both vast and specific. Her several years spent in study at the Arrzaneth Ossuary have given her a keen, focused command of her own aether, though she rarely utilizes her thaumaturgy in combat, any longer. Time spent in the Immortal Flames saw her trained in basic hand-to-hand techniques as well; though she hasn't expanded this training, she has honed it down to a precision. Most often, Keaira employs her arsenal of firearms, utilizing a specific piece for the particular demands of various missions. She rarely travels anywhere unarmed, but also rarely makes effort to escalate any situation into violence. As much as she's a student of history, she's a student of combat, and enjoys training.
Here is a list of recent and/or notable fights, roleplay scenes, etc. that Twinning has been a part of. This list is by no means all inclusive, and serves more as a general reference as to what she's been up to.
Keaira Twinning was born in an outlying settlement of Ul'dah, in the Thanalan deserts. Her mother, Joselyn Twinning, died during Keaira's birth due to complications in her pregnancy, leaving her as the sole daughter alongside three older brothers. Her father, Lowell, has since held an unshakable resentment of Keaira for 'killing the woman that he loved.' Her brothers, both young and impressionable, almost naturally attached themselves to the same ill feelings. She quickly became accustomed to being lonely; because of her family, it's a feeling that's become almost natural to her. That she was born with synesthesia, something which few in her life, still, have been able to (or willing) to understand, only served to isolate her view of the world even further. Some many years before she was born, Lowell had established his name as an exceptional jeweler and goldsmith within the regions surrounding Ul'dah, and Joselyn's death proved the final spark that determined his moving the family business to the city itself. There, it managed to flourish, but very little of the family's wealth was dedicated to Keaira's upbringing, apart from what was needed to keep her clothed and healthy. The neglect didn't stop her from growing, however; jealous of her older brothers, she took what means she needed to learn how to read, whether that meant risky pestering of merchants and tradesmen in Ul'dah, or stealing her brothers' coveted volumes. While Keaira was busy raising herself, Lowell remarried, adding a new wife, Mirielda, and a brother, Albert, to the already sizeable family that cared little for her. The young girl remained an outlier to most things that she was involved in. Stories of magick, adventure, and war fueled her interest in the realm's history. Though she hardly possessed the knowledge to discern fantasy from reality and legend from actual history, this voracious interest was much of what kept her from succumbing to the squalor, crime, and misfortune that still befalls much of the realm's neglected youth. All the while, the unyielding distance, distrust, and resentment fostered by her father continued to colour her perception of family and love.
One of the strongest consequences of her forcibly isolated upbringing was a strong sense to prove herself capable. No greater opportunity arose before her coming of age, and her quick acceptance into the Arrzaneth Ossuary at the age of fourteen. Keaira was a bold student, ever seeking a balance between appeasing her own need for knowledge and pleasing those in authority, around her. What she had never received from her family, she found in her instructors within the Ossuary. Her innately abundant aether was quickly harnessed as she was instructed in the history, tradition, and use of thaumaturgy. Attuning herself to astral and umbral aspects was a task not met with hesitance or worry, but sheer eagerness. Throughout her years of study, the endless libraries finally began to sate the her long-kindled curiosities about the realm's history. At seventeen years of age, Keaira was finally confronted with the prospect of genuine romance; until this point, such advances were either entirely unwanted, or looked upon as something 'not meant for her.' The outlook was, eventually, only further cemented as the courtship developed. Her suitor spent only a moon pursuing her before proposing that they Bond. Reluctantly envious of the man's wealth (as well as his own prior education within the Ossuary's halls), she accepted. The entire ordeal only amounted to a three-moon departure from her studies, as the man's abusive tendencies and utter reliance upon wealth that he'd done nothing himself to acquire drove all adoration from her. The Bond was annulled, and Keaira returned to the Ossuary.
That Keaira excelled at thaumaturgy was a bit of knowledge that found its way to the Hall of Flames, and not long after her return following the annulment, she was offered a military position, pending the required training. With a fresh opportunity to prove herself ahead, said training was only a repetition of the speed and eagerness which with she took to her early studies at the Ossuary. The prospect of killing men wasn't met with joy, but the camaraderie that she found in her squad, and the widespread, venomous outlook towards Garlemald made training to do so much easier. Serving as a Flame Mage, she rose quickly through the ranks after several maneuvers against the Empire, as well as more local threats, such as the Amalj'aa and their tempered. Her service plateaued when she became a Corporal and was stationed with a reconnaissance and special operations squad accustomed to working on the front lines of Eorzea's defense against Garlemald. It was with these men and women that her knowledge and determination found its calling. She learned exceptional amounts about survival in the wilds, stealth, and the handling and dismantling of the enemy's magitek. On the eve of the Battle of Carteneau, her squad was ordered to remain near the rear of the engagement, for the eventual cleanup and counterstrikes that were sure to follow the combat, no matter the outcome. The squad's resentment of these orders won out, but before they could reach the front lines, Dalamud erupted and drove the battlefield--and the realm--into chaos. Continued combat against the Empire after the Battle of Carteneau allowed Keaira's unit amply more time in the field, dispatching stray and scouting units of Garlean soldiers throughout Thanalan and its borders. The losses suffered by the Flames left the Grand Company stretched thin, forced to appropriate its more specialized soldiers to a wider range of duties. Thus, the unit was eventually taken directly from its military work and put to a manhunt. Maisenta Brooks, wanted in Ul'dah for more than two dozen murders, had garnered enough attention from her acts that the Flames were forced to take exorbitant action against her. It was also the mission that would see Twinning's service ended. The unit pursued Brooks deep into southern Thanalan, where she was attempting to escape with a merchant caravan. Upon reaching the caravan, however, events took a turn towards horrible. A trap utilizing several of the merchants in the caravan, as well as Amalj'aa, saw Keaira's unit decimated. Her Chief Sergeant, the leader of their unit, was killed by a traitor in their very midst--Spiral Crocus, someone whom Keaira had considered a very close comrade. Though she would later lie about it when the mission was reviewed by her superiors, she witnessed two privates from her unit escaping the combat. Left for dead, Keaira barely managed to escape the grisly end suffered by the rest of those few men and women she had served with for much of her career. In lieu of Brooks' escape, and the lack of provable details surrounding the demise of a renowned Flames unit, the Grand Company avoided public dismay by accusing Keaira of treason; a charge which they were unable to entirely prove. Her time with the Flames ended with a dishonorable discharge, and further isolation from her family than she had known, even as a child.
Keaira made a vow to herself, to keep strong and move only upward after her discharge. Her time spent in the Ossuary and her dedication to history, coupled with her military experience and physical prowess allowed her a good deal of independence in her work, and it wasn't long before she found her niche as a private contractor in Ul'dah, specializing in retrieval and authentication of relics, tomes, and other historic artifacts. Surviving both Carteneau and the decimation of her Immortal Flames squad left her with a fresh sense of pragmatism, and most clients knew her foremost by her cutthroat demeanor, quick work, and brutal efficiency in whatever task she was set to; all of which, by her own choosing, kept her well clear of most chance of taking men's lives. Both the swiftness and pride in her work led her to a man named Fifiriya Susuriya, who hired Keaira to authenticate an artifact through the inspection of five separate collectors. She did so, traveling to each of their homes with the artifact in tow. She realized, too late, that Fifirya didn't require authentication at all; the artifact's enclosed voidsent remained in the homes of each collector she visited, and only once the job was completed did she realize the destruction she'd unwittingly wrought. The potency of the artifact revealed, Fifiriya used Twinning's own reputation--as well as the common knowledge of her family's business--to blackmail her into cleaning and burying the carnage she'd made herself responsible for, with flames and earth.
Burdened with the threat of blackmail and the weight of so many dead behind her, Keaira's optimistic drive finally shattered. Though she still remained absent from affection, especially physical, she took to drinking to calm her nerves. Her time in the Flames left her with a penchant for adrenaline-fueled activity at the risk of her own life, often the only thing besides alcohol that kept frayed nerves and flashbacks at bay. With her time in Ul'dah at an end, Keaira scrounged the sum of her profits together and bought a small flat for herself in Gridania. Though it came at great cost, it offered the seclusion she thought she needed. She told no one of it, and only returned to it as a respite from her continued, solitary work. Her jobs were varied, and no longer discriminated by their danger. Ranging across the realm--but staying widely clear of Thanalan, when possible--she took small pleasures in exercising her pursuit of historic and contemporary lore. When her clients and contacts eventually allowed her to leverage a position at Mealvaan's Gate (in spite of having only limited knowledge and practice in the Arcanum), she found herself situated financially well, too.
Her position at Maelvaan's Gate put her in Mor Dhona, playing liaison to the Sons of St. Coinach. It was through this posting that two fateful encounters occured; Keaira was first introduced to the Maelstrom Foreign Levy 81st Company, and placed within the crosshairs of Fifiriya Susuriya once more. In an unlikely alliance, she committed herself to helping bring the powerful villain down, after he had enacted vengeance upon the 81st in the form of having the company accused of treason. Its officership imprisoned, Keaira aided in a raid on Fifiriya's compound, during which the man was killed. More than just liberation for herself, the death of Fifiriya allowed Keaira the knowledge that her own poor choices could no longer be leveraged against her family. Though her hard-learned philosophies and long-kindled instincts urged her to run from the entrapment of new camaraderie, those few she'd grown close to urged her to stay. For better and for worse, 'stay' is what she decided was best.
Not long after submitting her name to the Maelstrom Foreign Levy 81st Company, her vision began to brighten. Keaira has resources to fuel her passions, and comrades eager to share in them. Her marksmanship has earned her a reputation, and her substantial combat and military experience revealed her a capable leader. Now a Lieutenant, she makes every effort she can to guide the members of her new home to safety, no matter the trial or danger they're up against. Those things that she once thought to deny herself for a lifetime--companionship, longing, love--have been placed back in her sights. Fate has placed her steps towards the study of astromancy, which she pursues with a philosophical passion correlating with her reverence for the Twelve. Those things that once haunted her still do, but never before has she had more help in combating them.
These are mostly backstory-related relationships.
Listed here are the non-family characters, both PC and NPC, that Keaira has interacted with enough or in such a way for her to form a real opinion about them. Please don't take personal offense if your character isn't listed here, or how the interaction or relationship is described. It isn't that I dislike your character or our RP. I just tend to only add these as necessary for those who make a real impact on Twinning, and descriptions are purely based upon in character experiences and opinions! Last Update... 11/19/2015. * An asterisks denotes that Keaira doesn't know the individual's true name.
◢ Common Rumors - Easily overheard. Use these freely!
◢ Uncommon Rumors - A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first!
◢ Rare Rumors - Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!
◢ Player Character Rumors - Feel free to add rumors of your own!
You are not permitted to re-use this artwork for your own characters or purposes, whether on Final Fantasy XIV or on other games, forums, etc.
Keaira has led a varied and diverse life, and those talents she's honed can be used on any number of fields or fronts. She has traveled throughout most of the known realm, and for much of her life, simply made a point of being wherever a given contract required her to be. That said, there are particular regions during particular times where it might have been possible for your character to have made a connection with her.
Hello there! My name is Tom, I'm 29 years old, and have been roleplaying off-and-on (mostly in MMOs) for several years. I'm an avid gamer, but also a foodie, photographer, and professional writer; thus, one must strike a balance! I enjoy great roleplay just as much as the rest of a game's content, and value an immersive experience that allows me to take part in everything offered!
I'm fairly laid back person, and generally feel that any established guidelines are capable of being bent in exceptional circumstances. Still, for the sake of making sure everyone's on the same page here, let me make a few mentions in particular:
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