Much to Naharé's dismay, she is of average height and weight for her race. She stands right at five fulm and four ilms, and weighs approximately one hundred and forty ponze. If she could have things her way she'd at least be five ilms taller, a desire she compensates for by occasionally wearing heeled boots. However, the two racial boons she is thankful for are her magnified senses and superb athleticism. Because of this she prides herself on maintaining a stringent physical and combat routine without much struggle.
Scars & Markings: Years of adventuring and mercenary contracts have marred the woman's body. Three scars reside on her left cheek, the bridge of her nose is crooked, a knife scar runs along her spine, the skin of her right thigh is discolored from a burn, and the entirety of her left arm has been replaced with a Magitek limb.
Voice: Her speech carries a husky tone and is accompanied by a Limsan (Irish) accent.
Clothing: Casual garments are mostly centered around Limsan fashion though she can be seen in other styles of street wear or even leather armor. She is never seen without her bomb earring, and if anyone were to try and take it, she'd immediately lose her temper. In addition to the earring, there's her link pearls, cigarettes, a flask of rum, and a small pouch of gil. A varying number of hidden weapons come with each outfit because she'll be damned if she has no means of defense should her gun leave her hands.
"A gods fersaken liar an' poor excuse fer a father! 'e lied 'bout me sistah, 'e lied 'bout tha tribe, 'e lied 'bout everythin'! An' who knows if'n 'e's even told tha entire truth! Hmph, why am I even surprised, it was from 'im that I learned how ta lie in tha firs' place..."
"Tha night Nataru an' I confronted Rahz all she could do was sob. She sobbed an' pleaded fer us not ta go, ta listen ta 'em, ta give 'em another chance. Ta 'ells with 'em both. Now she can be separated from 'er tribe an' 'er daughters like tha lousy mum she is."
"Hehehe~! Nataru is me older sister! She's one 'o tha few that can keep me arse in line, but I still make it a point ta pester tha livin' shite outta 'er. I'd be dishonorin' me duties as a sibling if'n I didn't get on 'er nerves. Usually where one 'o us goes, tha other isn't too far behind. We dun necessarily 'ave a great relationship with our parents, so we try ta keep a healthy one 'tween ourselves. I also dun pity tha idiot that spars with 'er in a figh'. Nat will either deck ye across tha face or give ye a swift kick ta tha ribs! That Monk trainin' is summit else!"
(aka Jin'a Epinoch) "...'e's not tha man 'e used ta be. We've been married fer over a year now, an' we 'ave our struggles, an' still do. Me patience is beginnin' ta wear thin, but I do love tha man. Maybe Llymlaen will show mercy an' guide us towards more gentler waves."
"Jus' when I needed 'im tha most, tha whore runs off an' spends 'is nights in a brothel. Once a whore, always a whore. Me an' tha children needed an extra pair 'o 'ands ta keep us safe from rival mercenaries an' I ended up doin' all 'o it meself. Proves ta me m'just an afterthought ta someone who says they love me. Even me own 'usband as made me feel that way."
"Mine an' Askier's son. Well, 'e's me stepson, but in me mind 'e's one 'o me own. An' always will be. I thought 'e used ta hate me, as it seemed like we were always at tha wrong place at tha wrong time with all tha wrong things bein' said. It all boiled down ta miscommunication, which in 'o itself is a weird blessin'. M'glad 'e doesn't truly despise me. I want ta be a good mum fer 'im an' I'll guard 'is life like I do with tha rest 'o me family. Mikh'a is a lil' skittish, an' kinda frail, but what 'e lacks in strength 'e most certainly makes up fer with 'is sharp mind. 'e's a skilled doctor an' loves ta tinker in tha workshop. I see 'is father's good qualities an' it jus' makes me want ta snatch 'im up in a hug."
"Finalleh... I've succeeded as a mother an' brought two precious babes inta tha world. I nevah thought I'd 'ave a second chance, but I got one. They're pretteh much tha onleh stable thing I've got in me life righ' now, an' I'll be damned if'n they grow up a shite life like I 'ad. Though fer me sake I pray onleh one 'o 'em ends up inheritin' me... lesser fond... traits. I alreadeh need a glass 'o rum thinkin' 'bout it."
"A man once thought dead, an' me brother-in-law. Tha middle son 'o tha Epinoch brothers, an' I daresay tha most polite one. Soft spoken, well mannered, an' kind in tha sense ye'd expect it ta be. 'e caught me at a low point, an' though 'e could 'ave judged me, 'e pointed me in tha direction I needed ta follow instead. Maybe this one I'll actually take a likin' ta."
"Gone. That son 'o a bitch is finally gone. No more will 'e terrorize me, me family, or anyone else. No more will I 'ave ta call 'im me brother-in-law. 'e will not be missed, nor do I 'ave pity on whatever soul 'e 'ad left. It'll take some gettin' used ta not lookin' over me shoulder so often, but we can all start ta rest easy an' heal."
"Me beloved nephew an' former employer. I can't help but act like an overprotective mother at times. I treat 'im like 'e be me own kit. Sure, we may fuss at each other, an' tha lil' shite 'as shot me on one occasion, but 'is well bein' will always be important ta me. I dun take kindly ta threats made 'gainst 'im, not unless ye wanna see me lurkin' nearby with tha muzzle 'o me gun aimed fer ye knee caps. I still do work fer 'im when I can, an' I'll always offer ta assist 'im even if'n it not be related ta work."
"Oy, Nazyl? Hah! Tha man is practically me brother! I've known 'im fer well over two years now. I've takin' up arms with 'im, shared drinks an' stories, an' even our fair share 'o hardships. We've laughed, we've loved, we've hissed an' spit, but not once 'ave we turned our backs on each other. I can't tell ye how many times 'e's helped me when I've needed it tha most. I'll always admire 'im an' look up ta 'im, an' I'd sooner shove me gun in someone's face that tries ta hurt 'im instead 'o playin' nice."
"Pft. Narcissistic, selfish, an' a righ' spoiled brat are tha firs' things that come ta me mind 'bout Flynt. A Twelves damned pain in me arse, 'e is. Yet, I've worked with 'im before an' oft times still do. Ain't no love lost 'tween us, but as long as we can shut up long 'nough ta get tha job done is what really matters. Dun mean I still dun wanna slap tha taste outta 'is mouth."
"Ah. Another one I like ta call brother, but this one is more like me little brother! Tha kid's enthusiasm fer explorin' an' life in general is damned near infectious. Sometimes it's good ta see shite through someone else's eyes when yer own vision seems ta be bitter. Smart as a whip, too, when it comes ta flyin'! I ain't seen 'im smile brighter than when 'e be behind tha wheel 'o an airship. 'Tha Navigator' is summit else 'e's named fer within tha Claws, an' I believe it suits 'im perfectly. I always wish 'im clear skies an' safe travels."
"Ta be honest, tha lass used ta freak me out. She 'as this uncanny ability ta jus' pop 'round corners when ye least expect it. It was unnvervin' an' made me jump a few fulm in tha air. She's also quiet, mayhaps a little too quiet fer me likin', but dun let it fool ye. Shirono be quick on 'er feet with 'er Doman shenanigans an' will likely sweep ye arse ta tha floor before ye could even get one hit on 'er! S'alrigh', though, at least she can heal ye once it be over an' done with. Pahaha!"
"Uhm. Well. Heh. Where ta start? I've enjoyed 'is company fer a while now. Diligent, diplomatic, an' gentle. 'e certainly 'as more patience than I ever will. We kinda balance each other out, ye know? Tha calm ta me storm, me anchor, me guidance. Julius 'as done so much fer me that a mere 'thank ye' dun even begin ta repay any 'o it. At all. I've taken care 'o 'im, an' 'e's taken care 'o me. A truly honorable man an' one m'glad ta 'ave in me life."
"Oh, Arin. She's Julius' adopted little sister. I didn't exactly trust 'er in tha beginnin'. She knew summit used ta be wrong with me even before I 'ad tha chance ta say anythin', or defend meself. It spooked me, really. I didn't want ta stay 'round 'er cause I was 'fraid 'o what she migh' do. Spellcasters tend ta make me nervous, an' she's one ta be watchful 'o. But, Julius helped keep neutral ground 'tween us, an' she gave me space when I needed it. I've seen 'er through 'er best an' worst, an' she's seen tha same with me. Kinda got a soft spot fer 'er, an' now she makes smile instead 'o wantin' ta run."
"Ye want ta know shite? That lass can get it fer ye. Fer a price, that is. 'er knowledge dun come cheap, an' neither do 'er talents as a Thaumaturge. Jen's got a quick wit an' dry sense 'o humor ta go with it, too. We stopped speakin' ta each other fer a while, no thanks ta Flynt. Things used ta be strained, but I'd like ta think we've moved past that now."
"Nnh. I dunno what m'gonna do with that man. 'e's done work with Hojo an' I, an' is damned good at it. Connivin', but at tha same time 'e can deliver ye tha most saccharine smile an' words. Dun let 'im fool ye, not even fer a nonce. Some days I could shake 'im by tha shoulders, others I greatleh enjoy 'is companeh."
"Good 'ol Beardy! 'e's been close friends with me husband fer many moons now. If'n anyone 'as been through 'thick an' thin', it'd be those two. Osric can be a lil' stand-offish at times, but I ain't seen 'im push me or anyone else away. I trust 'im, even more so considerin' we got a common enemy ta figh' 'gainst. Besides, 'e likes pineapple juice an' booze, especially when they be mixed together. Ye can't go wrong with that."
"Osric's wife an' one 'o tha many talented healers tha Dauntless call their own. Hnm. I wasn't quite sure what ta think 'o 'er, given 'er past... association with a certain someone. We didn't see eye-ta-eye an' prefered ta keep our distance. However, she's made good on 'er word 'bout providin' help when it's been needed. An', well, she understands what m'goin' through a little more than ev'ryone else. We've a mutual understandin'."
"Ye mean tha 'Lil' Lady'? Aye, she's a sweet one. Sorta bashful, an' sometimes she 'as a stutter ta 'er speech, but m'thinkin' she jus' needs time ta come outta 'er shell? I know she enjoys 'er books an' studies. It ain't often that I see 'er without some readin' material in 'er 'ands or at least nearby. Maybe she can teach me summit one day? I dun understand a lick 'o what it is she does, but it's caught me interest!"
"An' unexpected friend an' ally. Tha motherin' type, truthfully. Always makin' sure ev'ryone is fed, in good spirits, an' stayin' outta trouble. Another one 'o tha Dauntless healers, too. I was 'fraid she'd reject me tha minute she found summit amiss, yet she offered me a shoulder ta cry on an' arms ta hide within instead. She's even forgiven me fer shite I've done, whether it be ta 'er 'o anyone else. Siha 'as a big heart, an' I think ev'ryone can benefit ta learn summit from 'er."
"Askier is fortunate ta 'ave someone willin' ta put up with 'is shenanigans. If'n it weren't fer me bias, I woulda kicked 'im in tha swivin' shins an' told 'im ta scat a long time ago! Delial's been a good sister ta 'im, what with tha way 'e goes on 'bout 'er. It warms me heart, especially so that she helped me with Askier's recovery tha time 'e fell extremely ill. I dun see 'er often an' I wish I did. She 'as a clear head on 'er shoulders, a real pragmatic way 'o thinkin'. I can respect that."
"Hmph. She talks like Jin'li an' it's bothersome. Then 'gain, tha lass can't help it an' it ain't righ' fer me to judge. She ain't got nothin' ta do with that menace, so fer me ta make comparisons would be all fer naught. I really showed me arse in front 'o 'er one day when all she tried ta do was help. When all anyone wanted ta do was help... An' yet, she didn't give up on me. A smile was always ta be seen an' 'er behavior as calm as a clear Costa nigh'. I kept 'er at arms length despite it all. It took me a nonce ta warm up ta 'er, but m'thankful I did. After a while Narii sat me down an' taught me how ta make scented oils with me fav'rite flowers. Said she wanted ta reduce me stress. Ta this day I still make 'em. I didn't think oils could do anythin' fer me, but I was proven wrong. M'not gonna look a gift giver in tha mouth."
"That's one tall son 'o a bitch if'n I've ever seen one. 'e towers over poor Narii! Hells, 'e towers over ev'ryone! But I swear it be like me loomin' over 'im instead at times. Am I really that much 'o a shite? Bah. Tha man be really, really quiet. An' awkward. Quiet an' awkward. I typically see 'im glued righ' next ta Narii most times. I didn't expect 'im ta come see me in tha infirmary when I was sick, but 'is company was summit I needed after all. 'e listened ta me rant an' whine, an' not once did 'e bat an eyelash or make a snide remark. I guess ta be fair, 'e really ain't all that awkward once ye get ta talk ta 'im. Maybe I can make a friend outta 'im yet? Who else is gonna reach tall shite fer me!?"
"Hn. It ain't no secret that m'not fond 'o tribe cats. At all. But, Amra seems ta 'ave a good head on 'is shoulders, an' I've seen 'im help tha Dauntless quite a bit. An', well, 'e's helped me out an' shown concern fer me, too. Lad's got a fiery tongue when 'e wants ta shoot quips at ye, can't say I 'aven't taunted 'im a few times, hehe."
"Amra's brother. 'e's pretty ta look at, but 'e dun talk much. Then 'gain, that's not what I hired 'im fer, either. It amuses me that I got a tribe cat as me bodyguard. Sado lets 'is axe or fists speak fer 'im when I dun feel like dealin' with folk that's pissed me off."
"Lyin', sneaky lil' bitch. Ran off, thought she died, onleh ta come back undah a diff'rent name an' personaliteh. She even temporarileh assisted tha folk tryin' ta kill me an' me famileh. Oh I yelled, screamed, raged, an' damn near hit tha woman. I prob'leh should 'ave, given tha amount 'o pain she's caused me. An' yet part 'o me is glad ta know she's alive. She made 'er apologies, said she's done tryin' ta hurt people. We'll see if'n 'er actions mirror 'er words. I'll still shoot 'er if'n I need ta."
"Ehehe, ohhh Sieg. One 'o Ishgard's biggest thorns in their rear. I wasn't kiddin' when I said tha man's got a laundry list 'o crimes, an' said crimes were answered fer by a successful Trial 'o Combat. So now 'e gets ta walk free, turned ovah a 'new leaf' per say, an' works in 'is famileh's soup kitchen. 'e also opened 'is own restaurant down in Limsa. Dun let 'is s'posed straight laced career fool ye, 'e'd still wrench a knife in ye gut an' not bat a damned eyelash if'n ye gave 'im reason ta."
"Alexei's widower, a freed whore, an' a long time friend 'o tha Dauntless. Some still call 'im 'Doc's Boy', seein' as 'is late 'usband practiced medicine. I jus' call 'em Set, or 'me boy'. I treat 'im like 'e was me own son as is. 'e's seen some shite, been through some shite, but hells dammit 'e keeps on despite it all. M'proud 'o 'im an' m'not 'bout ta let disgustin' old 'clients' keep 'im from followin' in 'is 'usband's footsteps."
"I dun trust 'im as far as I can throw 'em. Pft. 'e gave me husband a job moons ago that I didn't necessarily agree with, but because I'd rather not see me husband do summit stupid, I agreed ta help only if'n ta keep 'im outta trouble. Ain't heard a peep in moons, either, which is fine by me."
"Ugh. I dun like that man. Gives me tha bloody creeps if'n ye ask me. Only met 'im once, but it was 'nough fer me ta feel sick ta me stomach. S'posedly 'e' be an associate 'o me husband. Askier really knows how ta pick 'em, dun 'e?"
"I didn't want ta hurt 'er. Gods, I didn't want ta hurt 'er. Me heart sank tha minute Jin'li assigned 'er as me target, an' I 'ad no choice but ta seek 'er out. BUT, an' there's always a but, I was able ta wiggle worm me orders. So I warned 'er. Told 'er ta watch 'er back an' why. An' ye know what? Llymlaen smiled on me that day cause she agreed ta help put an end ta Jin'li's madness. Twelve bless ye, Roen. If'n it woulda been me, I woulda ran."
"Another target assigned by Jin'li, an' I sure as hells wasn't going to lay so much as a finger on 'im. Ye see stupid written across this forehead? I 'ave a healthy respect fer Warren. I did tha same with 'im like I did with Roen. I warned 'im. I'll be damned if'n I hurt folk that dun deserve it. Granted, Warren's help may be a lil' limited, but 'e's offered it nonetheless, an' I ain't 'bout ta say no."
"Ehehehe~! Tha man, ta this day, is still mad that I stole from 'im. I gave it back, at least!? Dun that count!? Yeesh. 'e likes ta shove in me face each time I see 'im that I've done 'summit wrong.' Pft, I'll get scared when 'e finally acts on 'is threats, til then I'll keep snickerin' like I 'ave been."
"Summit ain't righ' with that man. Got a darkness lingerin' 'round 'im, an' I ain't talkin' 'bout emotional shite. Been fiddlin' with things 'e prob'leh shouldn't, but considerin' tha circumstances an' those involved, I can't sit by idly an' twiddle me thumbs. I'll 'elp. Fer now."
"An escaped slave. One I took in an' patched up. Found 'im treadin' awfully close ta Nald'thal's door in an alley. Blood ev'rywhere. Despite where 'e 'ad come from an' all 'e went through, 'e was real calm an' sweet. A gentleman, if'n ye will. Said 'e owed me a life debt in return fer savin' 'is own. I wasn't too sure 'bout it, nor did I believe 'e'd include 'imself within those conditions. 'e gave me back summit dear ta me, an' 'is selfless deed will never be forgotten. Truth be told, I'll miss 'im. I can only hope now that 'e's finally found a sense 'o peace an' rest."
"Pft! Another one 'o them damned goody-two-shoed Maelstrom officers. Hmph. Must be nice sittin' on that pedestal, yeah? At least I can put a face ta one 'o tha Limsan "peace keepers" should I need ta avoid trouble, or send trouble righ' ta 'er."
"Smart mouthed, but 'e's witty with it. Can be amusin' or infuriatin'. All depends on tha mood 'e's in. Tha decrepit git still moves pretteh fast despite 'is old arse joints. Might 'ave ta keep an eye on 'im."
"A sweet lil' lass, but by Gods does she get excited 'bout damned near ev'rythin'. Although it kinda won me over when she wanted ta see me gun an' learn how ta shoot. Oh well. We'll see if'n she can be turned into a quickdraw!"
"Former mate 'o mine. Our relationship was... interestin'. I dunno how else ta put it. Misguided, maybe? 'e knew all tha righ' things ta keep me in 'is web. Tha bastard crawled inta me head an' made me dance like a doll on strings. Each thought, each uttered word, ev'ry action... Carefully calculated an' executed with silver tongued precision. Oh, aye, I loved 'im. I loved 'im so much that I was blind ta what 'e was doin'. An' then 'e left. Without any warnin'. But I remember what 'e last said ta me. I always will. "Yer my monster, darlin'. An' we'll burn in hell together one day." I lamented 'is presence fer tha longest time an' wondered if'n I'd ever see 'im 'gain. Recent suns 'ave found 'im back in me life, an' I dunno if'n I should be overjoyed or filled with disgust. Part 'o me wants ta think 'e didn't mean all tha horrible things 'e put me through, that 'e's capable 'o bein' tender... But tha other part 'o me still thinks 'e's full 'o shite an' 'e's never gonna change."
"Twelves damned swivin' whoreson! Firs 'e flaps 'is gums 'bout murderin' me an' me famileh, then 'e stalks me stepson an' literally tries ta blow 'im up with a bomb! Wanna add insult ta injury? 'e's shot up one 'o me mates an' pointed 'is guns at me belly more times than I'd like ta count. Bidin' me time. Trust me, m'bidin' me time until I can send 'im six feet under Eorzean soil."
"Heh, was waitin' ta see how long it'd take fer 'is shite ta catch up ta 'im. Freeloadin', lyin' whoreson. Dun trust 'im. Failure ta report, disobedience 'o orders, post abandonment, an' wasteful use 'o resources. Real classy guy!"
"Oh, 'er? -snorts- A racist, pretentious lil' shite. On top 'o that, a self-proclaimed, attention seekin' 'aristocrat' that gets pissy if'n ye dun fawn all ovah 'er or disagree with 'er. I dun care fer 'er an' I've got work that needs ta be done. I won't hesitate ta shoot 'er or fling a knife in 'er direction if'n she tries ta screw it up. She'd also do well ta mind 'erself with me famileh."
Some of these rumors are untrue, speculation, or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under the Player Character category!
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• Player Character Rumors
• "I heard she tried on my jacket once, then ran around my room doing flips and digging in my sofa for treasure. I guess she was pretending to be me?" Nataru Rahz
• "She's a pair of horns and a speech impediment away from becoming a demon herself!" Flynt Reddard
• "We're both broken and dangerous. Technically, we should be too feral to work. And yet, somehow, happily, we're mates." Askier Mergrey
• "EUGH. THE KNEE GOBBLING JOINT JAMMER IS ALWAYS YELLING. THEN SHE ASKS US WHY WE YELL? WE AREN'T YELLING. SHE'S YELLING." Miasma
• "A great lass ta be 'round. I think me favorite thing 'bout her is how down ta earth she is." Nazyl Tharazyl
• "She's a loud one, but she seems fun enough. Tensions were strained between us for a while, but at least I feel like things have calmed down." Jenivieve Ravendale
• "A good friend. Tad too tight on that trigger finger, mind, but she's better now than she used t'be. I wish her all the best." Osric Melkire
• "A fine specimen. I wonder what Ser Grimsong values more, her skills or her... skills." Tengri Geneq
• "Female, hormonal, homicidal Miqo'te is, unquestionably, hormonal." Jin'li Epinoch
• "Seemed like a decent enough gal. Got no complaints here so far." Berrod Armstrong
• "She's terrifying and endearing all at once, I only hope that I can help her as I intend to." Siha Xinkei
• "Naharé is truly a delightful soul. Time required to understand but this one believes well worth. Pray no further troubles and misfortunes will fall upon Naharé, undeserving of them." Tsaganarii Dhoro
• "Naharé...? Erm... She's not a woman to take lightly. Fair warning ... If she doesn't worry you, erm... Worry about those at her side she calls family." Seitsuda Gladepetal
• "The fact that she could love someone like Askier... it resonated with me. I hope I can help her gain her freedom from a madman, as her husband once did for me." Roen Deneith
• I will play mature content and themes (violence, sexuality, drug / alcohol use) as long as they're logical in a plot-driven encounter. Coarse and excessive language. Temporary injury and incapacitation. Temporary imprisonment. Most walk-up encounters.
• Ask about long-term and/or permanent injury and disfigurement. Long-term captivity or imprisonment.
• I won't play permanent character death or rape plots.
Disclaimer
• If an aspect of RP makes you uncomfortable in a scene we're playing, please send me a /tell, letting me know. Communication is very important, more important than potentially keeping immersion.
• Nahare's parents are strictly NPC's. Anyone in game with their names is a mere coincidence and are of no relation.
• I can be contacted on RPC via Duplicitous Dame or via Discord by NerdyLuu#4092.
• I try to keep this wiki updated regularly. The last update was on: 12/04/16.
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