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U'mina Vheksir
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Player: Analeil
Full Name: U'mina Alyrith Farrarr (née Vheksir)
Titles held: The Widowmaker, The Weapon, the Desert Rose
Age: 19
Race: Seeker of the Sun
Eye Colour: Light gold
Hair: Deep black, sometimes accented with different colors.
Skin Tone: Tan.
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 147lbs
Scars, tattoos, etc Multiple piercings in her ears, one in her tongue, one in her navel, and two she doesn't talk about. Several long, fading scars across her back.
Occupation: Courtesan. Assassin.
Marital Status: Single.
Alignment: Lawful Evil.
Face Claim: Eiza Gonzalez.
Theme: Pamina's Theme

The shrieking and the slamming around ceased entirely just before he managed to finally break the door open. He expected the worst, but what he found was her perched on the edge of one of the chairs, her guards slain around her. He would never forget the way she smiled at him, how it wasn't joyous, but a cruel upturn of her lips, nearly a snarl. He would never forget the glint in those glowing eyes. He would never forget the way she licked the blood off of clawed fingers as she spoke.

"How terribly fortunate I am that you were here to rescue me."

History


Early Life


From an extremely early age, it was very apparent that U'mina had an innate affinity for all things magic. It thrilled her mother, who spent most of her time doting upon her daughter and honing her craft. She made U'mina swear to keep her skills a secret, warning her that if ever she was discovered, someone might try to take her away from her family. The young Seeker believed her mother, and so she kept quiet.

On a visit to Ul’dah, U'mina met a little boy of no more than five or six with tanned skin, messy brown hair, unkempt clothes, and dark eyes. The two became fast friends, racing and playing through the streets and giggling their cares away. One day, upon another visit, U'mina showed him her gift. It was nothing spectacular, no more than a makeshift, flaming butterfly floating high into the night sky before disappearing into smoke. He was impressed, thrilled.

The little boy turned up in the sewers not a day later, cold, pale, and dead. U'mina never shared her gift again.

Born to Vheksir Nunh and U'nali Ruxho, U'mina was not Vheksir’s first-born, but was U'nali’s. Through Vheksir, U'mina shared several half-siblings, but she never once learned the identity of them. But her mother... From her sun-kissed skin, to her raven hair, to her striking, golden eyes, U'mina could have been U'nali in her younger years several times over, and that was precisely what U'nali hoped for. U;mina was U'nali's second chance, a rebirth, even if the notion was beyond unfair to her daughter. U'nali taught U'mina a way of life outside of the Forgotten Springs at a very young age. She taught her how to weave her own clothes, to steal from certain merchants when they weren’t looking, to cry and lie on the streets until some unaware, concerned passerby came close enough for her to steal his riches and run off. She was everything U'nali wanted and more, but still, not quite enough.

As U'mina grew, so did her beauty, affinity for magic, and her skills for subterfuge. U'nali saw naught more than gil when she looked at her daughter, and so her intentions for the girl changed. On top of her tutoring in magic, she began to groom her. She taught her how to play at nobility, to sew finer clothes, to earn the attention of more than the common street rat. U'mina followed her mother’s instruction to a T, raking in gil for the two of them until they could uproot themselves from their tiny hovel in the Springs to a rather lavish home in Ul'dah. On the eve of her fifteenth birthday, U'mina and her mother were invited to masquerade ball hosted by the Farrar family. She was introduced to all of them and left with the eldest son, Selwyn, while U'nali and his mother ventured off to talk. The two spent the evening talking and dancing. By the time the night was over, U'mina was absolutely smitten.

A good thing, that. She awoke the next morning to her finest clothes laid out at the foot of her bed and all of her belongings packed into bags on the floor. She was leaving, her mother told her. She was to be married.

She was to be Selwyn Farrar’s bride.


Tutilage


It felt like time flew while U'mina lived under the Farrarr's roof. The two were not married immediately, for his mother and father were insistent that despite her appearance and skills, U'mina still needed certain training and education before she could be truly introduced as their son's bride. They hired a tutor by the name of Ceithil Sathiern, who taught her everything from history to arithmatic to how to entertain the finest of visiting nobility. He awakened in her a love for all sorts of literature, whether it was fiction or non-fiction. He taught her to dance, which caused her to research all forms of dance across the Shard.
The two became friends, somewhat. U'mina eventually felt comfortable enough with Ceithil to confide in him about her gift for magic, and what had happened to the small boy she had met in her earlier years. Rather than spurn her, Ceithil began helping her hone her skills in private. He also taught her the art of swordplay, of subterfuge, of thingers darker in nature that U'mina had no business knowing anything about. She did not rebel against his teachings, only stored them away in the back of her mind. Perhaps she would need them someday.
They began introducing her to friends and extended family, inviting her to parties, and even through balls in hers and Selwyn's honor to announce their engagement. U'mina was thrown into the lavish life and practically drowned in it.
Just after her sixteenth birthday, she and Selwyn were wed. His parents did away with her tutor, who bestowed upon her a ring as a wedding gift, and that's when things turned upside down.

Relationships

WIP

Vheksir Nunh -
U'nali Ruxho -
Selwyn Farrarr -
Lodi'a Qedge -
X'sehk Tia -
Ceithil Sathiern-
Analeil Iethil -
Rhumor Kemp -
Kirin'th Ziphaere -

Possessions

WIP