Kyrrae Liminia

Race: Dunesfolk Lalafell. Sex: Male Age: 23 Home city: Ul'dah

   Raised from birth in the ways of a pickpocket and persuasion, he was left by his parents to make his own fate at nearly the age of 8. He rose quickly in the ranks of the Ul'dahn merchants to the status of trademaker, only to descend into alcoholism two years later.

   Found at the age of 11 as a drunken child close to death, he was taken in by prostitutes of the Sisters of Pleasure in Ul'dah. They found that no medicine they could find would stop his sharp craving for alcohol nor the illness it brought upon him. In his fevered state, they took him outside the city to a goblin trained in strange ways of healing. In return for a large sum of gil, draining their savings meant toward buying their own freedom, the goblin implanted Kyrrae with an alcohol absorbing, and expelling materia. Though it would not stop his craving for alcohol, it would eliminate the damage and effect it had on his body, and could allow him to break free from his dependence on it. The goblin warned them however that such a materia was very rare, and could make him a target if it was known. To protect him, the Sisters lied to him and told him that they had taken him to a traveling goblin trader who had pity upon him and cast a spell that caused these effects. 

   He never came to know of the price they paid that he could live, and such a price indeed. For in his seventeenth year, 6 months before the Calamity, Kyrrae caught ear of Edwier's, (the brothel owner) plans. He meant to sell the brothel grounds, and sell the Sisters individually to maximize profit. Kyrrae confronted him, begging to give time to collect enough money to buy their freedom. Edwier scorned him telling him of his exact plans. He meant to sell them on the black market, to pirates! In a rage he rushed at him, only to be thrown against the the wall with such force as to knock him unconscious. 

   When he awoke, Edwier, and the sisters were gone. He searched up and down the coast for news of their arrival, or clues to their fate, but the only news he found was that which assured him that he was too late. Gone were they,  the closest family he had ever known. He traveled to Limsa Lominsa to wait for news of pirate ships, endearing himself with the underbelly of society that he might catch a whisper of their ship, determined to free them should he find them. As he waited in vain for months the Calamity struck.

   The next 5 years were a blur, a blur of survival and depression. The bottle was no help to him anymore as he could no longer become intoxicated. Many were the times the strange curse, "Damn goblin!" was heard by those around him.But time brought acceptance, and acceptance brought healing. Confronting himself with his own weakness, he resolved to learn how to protect those he loved from those who would take them by force. He boarded a ship to Ul'dah and enlisted in the pugilist guild there. Many months later he stands strong of arm and strong of heart, beside one he thought lost to him forever...