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− | <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#939393;" size="2">■</font> "- | + | <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#939393;" size="2">■</font> "Ala Mhigan AND Monetarist? And then has the nerve to parade around in that garish outfit during the Market? Disgusting, I would think him better than that." - Ala Mhigan Merchant</div> |
− | <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#939393;" size="2">■</font> "--- | + | <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#939393;" size="2">■</font> "There's so many supplies coming through here, these days, bound for Ala Mhigo... There's a man who is organizing some massive trade route, from what I understand. But-- ought we really enable this? Once Ala Mhigo has power again, we all know what will happen." -- Hearer, Camp Tranquil</div> |
− | <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#939393;" size="2">■</font> "-- | + | <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#939393;" size="2">■</font> "I think I overheard the master of the trade caravan talking, over there. You know, the one that goes to Ala Mhigo? He's a Keeper of the Moon! It's nice, don't you think, seeing one of us get real successful in a big city like Ul'dah?" -- Miqo'te alewench, Buscarron's Druthers</div> |
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− | <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#707070;" size="2">■</font> "-- | + | <div style="padding:5px;font-family:Georgia;"><font style="color:#707070;" size="2">■</font> "He's the one what led a bunch of folk out to Goodblade to kill them Muud Suud. And I been selling twice as much arak ever since, on account of... you know, folk actually being able to get here, and all." -- Arak distiller, Ala Ghiri</div> |
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Revision as of 18:06, 16 August 2018
Defiance Made Manifest "Suppose you throw a coin enough times. Suppose, one day, it lands on its edge." About
Hair & Physique: A stark white shock of hair oft stood out in a crowd. A defined face lay below, marred by a singular scar, a mismatched gaze of ruby and topaz embedded within. Yellow his right, red his left, Rhuli'a prized the sharpness of his eyesight, proven in both the crowded craze of a marketplace and the dismal din of a battlefield. A single-minded attention was shown to his facial hair, ritualistically shaving it each morn, no matter what happened the eve before. With not even stubble upon his jaw, cheek or chin, the Miqo'te relished in taking to his features as a painter did to his canvas. Tempered muscle stood out upon his arms and legs, broad shoulders complimenting them. A narrow waist and solid legs made up his lower half, his fluffy, ash-colored tail trailing lazily behind him, ever-moving and bushy. Weighing at just over one-hundred-and-seventy ponzes, Rhuli'a cut a lithe figure, more toned than bulging. Scars & Markings: A red as rich as his own eye crested over his countenance, one day a fierce, challenging graphic, the next, a more relaxed, pious illustration. The only blemish upon this pristine portrayal of his faith was a jagged, dark scar, which started from underneath his right eye and saw its way over top his left. It looked ancient, as if the wound had happened some decades ago. Voice: [1] Clothing: Around others, Rhuli'a was not shy to flaunt. Expensive fabrics, weighty jewelry, and exotic materials littered the Keeper's person. The cuts, dyes and specifications all but assured that the Miqo'te always kept a discerning ear about the latest trends in fashion. Yet, there was never an outfit that felt wholly Ul'dahn, Limsan, or, if so inclined, Hingashan. There always reigned some measure of Ala Mhigan character towards his garb. An exposed arm here, a deeper cut in the neck there. Duality and symmetry were ever the natural compliments to the man and there was little convincing him to curb his want to parade his inclinations. Of course, in his heart of hearts, it made him feel much quainter than his fellows. Individuality was hard-won, even in these times. Rhuli'a took to the challenge with zeal. Now this is an extremly long text that I will be copy pasting in order to figure out this accursed code. Now this is an extremly long text that I will be copy pasting in order to figure out this accursed code. Now this is an extremly long text that I will be copy pasting in order to figure out this accursed code. Now this is an extremly long text that I will be copy pasting in order to figure out this accursed code. Now this is an extremly long text that I will be copy pasting in order to figure out this accursed code. Now this is an extremly long text that I will be copy pasting in order to figure out this accursed code. Now this is an extremly long text that I will be copy pasting in order to figure out this accursed code. Now this is an extremly long text that I will be copy pasting in order to figure out this accursed code. Now this is an extremly long text that I will be copy pasting in order to figure out this accursed code.
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