Niamh Chalahko

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Niamh Chalahko
QUICK FACTS
Pronounced	[ˈniːəv ˈkaləˌkō]
Age	Early 20s
Born	1560
Nameday	9th Sun, 4th Astral Moon
Birthplace	The Black Shroud
Race	Miqo'te
Clan	Keeper of the Moon
Alignment	Chaotic Neutral Type 2
Citizenship	None
Guardian	Menphina the Lover
APPEARANCE
Height	5 ft
Weight	100 lbs
Physique	Slender; lean
Hair	Flaxen blond, sooty dip-dye
Eyes	Cyan
Skin	Pale; a bit sallow
Facial Features	Face paint, beauty mark below eye, teardrop on forehead
Tattoos	Cheek lunar markings
Scars	Many branches on upper arms and torso of varying thicknesses and lengths, two gunshot wounds: back, leg
PERSONALITY
IC SKILLS
IC Profession	Curio Collector/Machina Scrapper
Combat Style	Evasive; stealthy; projectile; traps; debuff
Physical limitations	Sensitive to high concentrations of aether or sudden fluctuations
EQUIPMENT
Primary Weapon	Shortbow
Secondary Weapon	Slingshot; hatchet; booby-traps; bombs
ABOUT THE PLAYER
Username	Kitty-candlestick
Time Zone	PST/UTC-7
Server	Balmung
Tumblr	kitty-candlestick.tumblr.com
FOOTNOTES
**Side bar template adapted from: Infobox-roe by [MoenMoen] **"The TMI Character Template for the Hopelessly Detail Oriented" created by [MoenMoen]

An enterprising scrapper ambiguously employed by Rowena's House of Splendors, Niamh is found in edifices abandoned and dilapidated, ransacking memories of technological eld for profit. Any motives beyond business are kept to her sleeve. Purveyor of anything a Garlean war machine may have within its chassis.

History

Rootslake, South Shroud

Before the Calamity

Niamh Chalahko was born east of the Lumberline by the shores of Rootslake in the year 1560 -- twelve years before the Calamity and the end of the Sixth Astral Era. Her family, the immediate one, was compromised of her mother, two aunts, some siblings, and many, many cousins, but her un-immediate family was inestimably bigger. Inestimable because it was genetically writ in her sept within the Chalahko clan that females be born in near identical threes, and, taking into account the female-leaning birth phenomenon that was characteristic of her race, this meant there was a conspicuous amount of same-faced people milling about in her family.

Names of Note: Show text

• Siblings: Same-age brothers (her triplets) Naomhan [NEHV-an], Odhran’a [O-rawn-ah]; Elder sisters Sadhbh [SIEV], Tadhg [TIEG], and Cahir [CAH-heer]; Younger sisters (twins) Sé [SHEH] and Toal [t-OHL]; Younger brother Odhran'li [O-rawn-lee]
  * each semi-colon designates three years difference.

Hot Hills

There was another distinctive mark of her kin, and that was a piece of land that they did not own but inhabited nonetheless, having squat on it for enough generations to consider it inherited. It was called the 'Hot Hills' or 'Fire Piles' by anyone living in a six malm radius, while anyone living further still simply referred to it as "that Miqo'te dirt farm in the South." For agriculturalists rotating crops or gardeners starting beds, it was the local favourite for finding premium compost and bonemeal. Some even claimed that the land on which the Hot Hills were heaped contained magick properties.

This 'dirt farm' was treated like a torch in passing by the many, many hands of her large, large family; and every several years or so, the matriarchs announced the next who would hold it, with the explicit direction of "stay put, and keep shop." At the age of seven, it was Niamh's family who received the torch, and thus the mantle of Hot Hills.

Author's Note: Show text

• Alludes to geomancy, but definitiveness inconclusive

• Information free to use as world-building in roleplay; as a forestborn or Gridanian; or for another Chalahko's backstory

Snakemolt

Bad Milkroot

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After the Calamity

Lambs of Dalamud

The South Shroud

Appearance & Personality

ISTP-A

Niamh is on the skinnier side of average for her race. She has a leanness about her that reads of a strenuous, dogged way of life; where meals are missed if you lack the wherewithal to capture it. Her eyes seem starved of something too; of the quench of some answer that alludes her, or the satiation security brings. She doesn't smile much, and if she does it's an omen of trouble; her natural countenance one of unabashed curiousity or disconcerting vacancy -- not at all unlike a Vanu Vanu's pet paissa brat.

Her ears look average, her tail long but not the longest; a symbol that looks like a tear or raindrop must hold some significance to her, for it sits in blackened permanency on her brow. She has slate-purple markings in the shape of crescent moons, inscribed as mirror images on either side of her face, with the bottoms of the smiling moons curving above her high-boned cheeks. She traces over this section with a dark salve during long travels, which aids to eliminate the glare of sunlight should she have to work into the day.

Niamh is very graceful, but you wouldn't always know it by looking at her. That's because she also considers herself infallible.xx

PRIMARY MOTIVATOR	Discovery	Sense of Humor	Dry
Emotional Disposition	Curious	SEXUALITY
Moodiness	Labile	Sexual Orientation	Asexual
CORE TRAITS		Libido	Low
Outlook	Optimistic	Sexual Expressiveness	Low
Integrity	Fickle	Sexual Expressive Style	Physical
Impulsiveness	Spontaneous	Openness to sexual experience	Low
Boldness	Audacious	Promiscuousness	Low
Flexibility	Adaptable	RELIGION & SPIRITUALITY
Affinity	Apathetic	Affiliation/Adherence	Orthodox; Questioning
Comportment	Agreeable	Tolerance	Tolerant
Interactivity	Engaging	Expression of beliefs	Occasional
Disclosure	Unconcerned	Converting others	Casual
Conformity	Freethinking	Attitude	Humble
Topics of Conversation	Chocobo care; mechanics; observations; self-care; spirituality; work
Quirks, Habits, & Oddities	Humming; doesn't like to be touched; eavesdropping; encroaches personal space; pacing; poor etiquette (please, thank-you); poor eye contact; stares; superstitious
Hobbies & Enjoyments	Art appreciation; music appreciation; dancing; fortune telling; gambling; games; invention

Likes: Automatons Tinkering Window shopping Odd items Fine dining Pampering Playing

Dislikes: Opo-opos Rain (getting wet from) Gridanians Pirates Sharlayans Boats

Skills: Mechanical intuition Retrieving Dismantling Carving Lock picking Shroud plantlore Potion-making Lute playing Tag

Fears: Greenwrath Voidsent Soulkin Illness (dying of) No Twelve Nothingness

Combat

Attributes
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	Dexterity	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		M.Defense	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
	Martial Prowess	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		Intelligence	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
	Magic Affinity	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		Luck	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █

Overview

Raised by blighters and brigands and brothers that fight dirty, Niamh is not above a fistful of sand to the eyes to dispatch her opponent; but brawls – beyond holdups – are not really where she shines as a knockout (they’re where she’s likely to actually be knocked out though, if the pocket sand doesn’t work). On her toes, she’s an evasive, aerial combatant, moving with the slippery elegance of someone averse to fighting, but no stranger to it (example). If backed into a corner, she'll throw everything and the kitchen sink at her enemy, although her fighting style in close quarters will always be defensive and reluctant with the intention only to incapacitate or escape. If there’s nothing around her to improvise as projectile weapons or shields, and no traps laid to lead her opponents into, the fight is as good as over and she’ll high-tail it out of there. In battle she is an unreliable ally and will flee at the first sign of serious heat. Not only that, but if the battle is over something, such as some prized, coveted object, you can bet your booty she’ll be trying to take it with her – and not because she doesn’t want it to fall "into the wrong hands." Hers are definitely the wrong hands. She is first and foremost an opportunist, and a very indebted opportunist at that. Even the most pleasant of company is unlikely to overcome this fatal flaw.

Archery

Those that rival her with the shortbow are few and far, as she's had one practically glued to her most of her waking life. She’s proficient with a longbow, but the denseness of trees where she grew up meant the farthest you could be from your target while still maintaining line of sight would be under 50 yards, so it didn’t make sense to lug around the unnecessary poundage. Niamh only got practice with longbows post-Calamity, when her family had to move westward into new hunting grounds.

Hunting game in the Peaks

If convinced to join the party, she’s a cool, collected, confident sniper that will give you the willies just by looking at her. She owns the moments with a predatory glean to her eyes, and knows her shots will hit their marks – otherwise she doesn't take them. If you tried to get her attention or talk to her while she’s shooting, she’d seem to be in a completely other world. She makes little in the way of sound, past some self-compliments, and will operate mostly on her own while managing to appear where needed; she’s a natural at anticipating the flow in a group environment and countering her opponent’s next moves – not unlike the adaptive, analytical nature of a pack-hunter who doggedly pursues their prey into their final moments. She is unlikely to purposely kill another of the race of Man, even if commanded, and shoots as such. Unpurposeful killing is another story, be it by way of bombs, booby traps, or succumbing to the wounds or blown open holes created there by. By her conscience, those are just poor luck encounters.

Magicks

She was gifted at healing pre-Calamity before she became prone to aether sickness, but successfully administrating magical medicine is less of a certainty now, as drawing upon the ambient aether to perform a curative spell will at the least cause her vertigo, if not completely debilitate her. She knows how to splint, suture, and disinfect wounds, but will also insist on the consumption of naturopathic sludge to make her patients hale and hearty again.

Affiliations

• Rowena's House of Splendors - Niamh occasionally works a stall, or a corner under some stairs like Cristiana, but more likely she'll be out in the field, snooping around for new trifles to sell. Plus the gloom in Mor Dhona makes her aether-sick and it's stifling to always wear a mask. To keep up with her contractual agreement with Rowena, Niamh splits her spoils among a few of the merchants to ensure she makes profits, even with the loss of working through an intermediary.
• Skysteel Manufactory - She hasn't been caught at it yet, but she poaches commissions she overhears through the House or around town and tries to be the first to supply the Manufactory with mechanical odds and ends. She's hoping to at least get an experimental aetherotransformer through this extracurricular.

NPC Relations

• The Girls of Rowena's House Show text

• Laraina
• G'jusana
• Papana
• C'intana
• Auriana
• Aelina
• Lydirlona
• Cristiana
• Azena

• Rowena
• Stephanivien

Other Notes

Gallery

Trivia

• Niamh's carrd
• Brother's names' Naomhan [nehv-an]; Odhran’a [o-rawn-ah]

Inspiration

• Simo Häyhä, Finnish sniper nicknamed the "White Death"
• Lars Andersen, Archer Extraordinaire

Credit

Sources In Order of Use, & Not Already Hyperlinked Above
Top, #History
Infobox from Template:Infobox-TMI
Behind the Name/the etymology and history of first names
#Appearance & Personality
Tables from Brynhilde Wulf
Ash's Guide to RPG Personality, found through Brynhilde Wulf
#Combat
Attributes box from Fancy Character Template