P'etra Heartley

P'etra Heartley
[[Image: P'etra Heartley |250px]] P'etra Heartley
Gender	Female
Race	Miqo'te
Clan	None
Citizenship	None
Place of Birth	Unknown
Guardian	Unknown
Nameday	Sixth Astral Moon, Eleventh Day (Age: 22)
Marital Status	Single
Occupation	Former human tradesworker

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Basic Info

P'etra was abandoned at a young age by her clan alongside another young Miqo'te male named B'irothe. The two of them were found in an undisclosed location and brought to an illegal brothel where they began their arduous lives as human tradesworkers. The human ring leader there, known as "Ame", personally conditioned them from a very young age to be the perfect minions. They were Ame's right hands from day one, taught only to do as he said, and to be devoid of opinion. They were taught to fight, if only to destroy those who opposed Ame's demands. They were taught to look the other way while other's suffered, screamed and begged for their lives lest they displease a cusomter. They were habituated into turning a cold shoulder while other's pleaded. As P'etra began to age, she grew more and more opposing to her selected life, while B'irothe grew broken and bathed himself of a life of blood and pleasure, doing only as he was told to do. The older they grew and the more B'irothe broke and became enslaved by Ame and his games, the more P'etra knew she needed to get them out of there. At age 9, she staged a coup in which she attempted to escape with B'irothe only to have his hesitation be their downfall. P'etra was punished accordingly, her frail young body being broken and beaten for weeks, soothing aching wounds that Ame had ripped into the backs of her ears as punishment. But the most pain she endured was watching B'irtohe being punished for her actions.

Her antics continued for years alongside her service. She satisfied customers, beat up new and old recruits at Ame's command all the while constantly planning to escape. Many a time her attempts were foiled, only to have her thrown back into solitude which fresh wounds against the tender skin of her ears while B'irothe was groomed and praised for his obedience. The more B'irothe was forced away from her, the more desperate she became. The pain of losing the only person in the world she had ever come to know, the only person who was ever a friend drove her into a neurotic and troubled life at the brothel. She began stealing from customers, growing more and more hostile with her fellow recruits as she desperately battled to steal her friend back and leave that wretched brothel. Attempt after attempt to escape, to take Ame's life, another gash on the back of her ears.

It wasn't until she turned 18 that she finally broke free from Ame at a cost greater then she could bare. P'etra awoke one night from the depths of her cell, fresh wounds coating the backs of her ears as she nodded awake from a troubled sleep. She could hear a struggle from across the establishment, and darted up from her position on the damp floor and unraveled herself from the thin sheet that covered her small aching body. She watched as the guard sitting next to her cell clamored to his feet upon hearing the clashing of metal and drawing his sword before frantically dashing out of the room. Luckily for her, the key ring ever so gently slipped off of the hilt of his weapon and fell to the floor. P'etra pawed for it just out of her reach before snatching them up and working the lock and slipping out of her cell. She followed down the long, dark corridors towards the sound of the laboring weapons, stopping to hide in the shadows of the hallway as she watched the scene unfold. B'irothe was sword in hand, battling with Ame as they pounced around the room lunging at each other, any henchman attempting to interfere being quickly dismissed by B'irothe at the flick of a wrist. P'etra's ears folded against her head as she watched, her eyes widening in fear as B'irothe collided with Ame, the look on his face the most menacing she had ever seen.

"All this for her?" Ame chortled as he blocked a swing from B'irothe. P'etra's eyebrows furrowed, her panic growing as she watched the two scurvish. Ame pushed B'irothe back, slamming against his blade with his own as he chuckled and shook his head. "She will always be mine." Ame hissed. B'irothe grew noticably agitated as he yelled and leaped towards Ame. That was when P'etra saw it: the window that Ame needed to take him out. In his anger, B'irothe left himself vulnerable. And that was all it took. Ame lunged his blade deep into B'irothe's hardened belly, his smirk growing as B'irothe's look of anger expelled into one of disbelief as he stared at Ame. Ame withdrew the blade in an instant, B'irothe staggering backwards and covering his wound with shaking hands. P'etra doesn't remember telling her body to move, nor did she remember how she ended up killing Ame. She just remembers sprinting from her hiding spot as she screamed viciously and painfully toward Ame, grabbing a spear from a nearby corpse as she did so and impaling him before he could so much as flick his wrist to deflect. He fell to the ground with a great thud as P'etra rushed to B'irothe's side and taking his head in her lap.

"B'irothe...Why?!" She questioned him, her voice dripping with agony. He placed his hand meekly against her cheek before smiling weakly, his eyes narrow and dull. And before he could say anything, his hand dropped; lifeless.

Everything after that was a blur. She sobbed for a moment before hearing the marching of footsteps, knowing if she stayed she would meet the same fate. She had no strength to fight. She grabbed his hand and placed it against her cheek, rocking back and forth as she pressed her face deeper into his cooling touch. P'etra squeezed it until it was white, her fingers sinking into his skin as her pained cries echoed throughout the halls. She let out a pained cry, edging on a grunt as she pried herself away from his comatose body. And then, she ran.

Appearance

Height: 4"10

Weight: 110lbs

Complexion: Porcelain pale

Hair: Auburn

Eyes: Pale maroon

Particular Traits: Several small thin pale scars on the backs of her ears of which she hides behind her hair

Voice: Hoarse yet feminine

Clothing Style: Influenced heavily by her former work in the sex trade, she unconsciously dresses more scantily clad then she realizes

Laterality: P'etra is well versed in the skill of silver-tongue, and is naturally deceptive. However, her nature is generally upbeat, high-energy, and sly.

Tastes

Hobbies

• Tinkering with various modern and old technologies (taking them apart, putting them back together)
• Frequenting bars with strangers (despite her dislike of drinking)

Likes

• Discovering and experiencing technology
• Meeting people who can see past her sometimes brash and excitable nature
• Keeping her hands busy, free from idle fidgeting which exposes her insecurity and nervousness around the general population
• Taking on new challenges as well as conquering them (even if she fails horribly at it)
• Though she would never admit it, she feels a sense of somber humbleness from helping those in trouble
• When she's alone she enjoys humming and singing

Dislikes

• Being alone, despite her abusive past
• Liars and schemers (stemming from her experiences in the human trades)
• Having nothing to do at any given time
• Having her weaknesses exposed/used against her
• Feeling useless and/or helpless
• Talking about her past

Favorites

• Color: Any hue of blue
• Food: Steak!
• Drinks: Anything sweet
• Scent: The smell of pine
• Place: Hermit's Hovel
• Festival: Starlight Celebration

Goals

• To get over her fear of loneliness
• Cease and desist her rash habit of dismissing people who get too close to her
• To explore as many lands as her life allows

Religion

P'etra does not follow any of the old teachings, nor does she follow any Gods.

Personality

Quirks

P'etra has a bad habit of tinkering to keep her hands from idle fidgeting, which she views as a sign of weakness revealing her insecurity and nervousness. She tends to spend a lot of time in bars and taverns filling her days with empty conversation with strangers to keep herself from feeling alone. She seeks companionship more than anything, but fears those around her. She is also extremely claustrophobic, and prefers large spaces or rooms with tall ceilings. P'etra is allergic to most men's cologne, causing her to whirl into a high-pitched sneezing fit. Her tail also has an involuntary twitch, going off sporadically at any given moment. She also chews her claws, a habit formed after accidentally harming a new young female Miqo'te recruit when working in the sex trade.

Flaws

P'etra is sporadic and fails to think things through most of the time before acting, which lead her to become somewhat of an introvert on her own. She's very self-critical, being her number one critic as she tends to jump into things head on before realizing the consequences. It isn't until she messes up royally that she comes to terms with her own stupidity. Trusting people has become an extension of this, as she had been abused many a time in her experiences.

Fears

Ending up alone, as she has no clan to turn to and not a singular friend.

Talents

Although she would never perform in front of others, she's very good at singing.

Intelligence

Despite her act first, think later attitude P'etra is highly sensitive to new information and has become quite keen at perceiving whether or not a person is lying. In the times that she has wound down (more often then not when she's alone), P'etra becomes very recluse in her thinking.

Comparisons

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Abilities and Skills

Weapons

TBD

Family and Relationships

DISCLAIMER


All what is written here bears absolutely no OOC feelings, and may be subject to change as the story develops. If your name doesn't appear in this list, I have probably forgotten, or my character just doesn't remember you. Please do not use these information to affect you ICly or mess with my character's feelings. Use of OOC information will be flagged as god-moding and I will not react to it ICly if I feel this is what you're doing.

Relatives

Unknown

Music Themes

• $ting- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DK2ib6v5MVU

Note: Vocal Songs are attributed themes in which the lyrics seem to relate or partially relate to the character. They don't mean to resemble the character's voice. The instrumental themes are meant to give an idea of the atmosphere around the character. Songs with character names (example: "Tidus's Theme") are NOT meant to indicate that the character is like the theme owner. I just find the instruments and melody fitting, not the character the song was originally addressed to.

Rumors

Note: This section is editable by anyone. Just keep in mind that the rumors here may be both true or false.

History

Name and Lifestyle

Nicknames

None yet.

Before Dalamud's Fall

Birth and childhood (0-10)

• Abandoned by her clan and picked up by a human band of underground sex workers alongside another of her abandoned clan, B'irothe who was a year elder then her
• Given her "stage name", "P'etra Heartley"; meant to be an appealing mix between Miqo'te tradition and human nobility
• Trained and conditioned since her sixth year to please others and follow orders
• Got caught trying to escape at age 9 with B'irothe after realizing what their work would entail, tortured and given a gash on their ear for each attempt since (have accrued many)

Teen Years

• Began resenting her upbringing and those who abandoned her and B'irothe(she is unaware of why they abandoned her)
• Continued her service begrudgingly despite many escape attempts, her frail untrained body failing her every time to fight off any sort of guards
• Compliments of her trade, she grew quite skilled at pickpocketing and misdirection
• Escaped after killing the ring leader of her brothel at 18 after witnessing her best friend B'irothe being killed trying to set her free

After Dalamud's Fall

Adulthood

• Unable to adjust to the outside world, P'etra failed to acclimatize to the social standards after the loss of B'irothe
• Continuously found herself in trouble or getting arrested

A Realm Reborn (Present, 22)

• Began wandering the land to escape jurisdiction, as well as find something to live for.

Other Notes

Wanted for Interesting Roleplay

• Relationships, as well as challenges