Saldgeim Wyznsathwyn

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Character page in progress! New to RP in XIV as well, so feel free to chime in if I've made a mistake!



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GENERAL INFORMATION

Born into a life of boredom and brine, Saldgeim swiftly found herself chafing under the lifestyle of a fisher-woman on the Bloodbrine sea.

She was born into a small community on the small isle of Swargybal which housed no more than a three dozen souls at a time. Her early life was as typical as one could expect, wreaking havoc among the fisherfolk on the shore, and getting far too up close and personal with the sea life that would brave the sandy stretches that were the outskirts of her world.

By the time she was old enough to be given responsibility she began doing her part in the community by fishing along the shore, cooking, mending clothing, and fending off the more ornery seakin who were drawn to their foodstores. On her eleventh summer she found herself joining her father on his fishing boat, pulling in nets due to the sudden absence of her mother who had left the isle looking to return to the lifestyle of a reaver.

Sadly for both Saldgeim and her father she never again set eyes on her mother, why it's quite likely she'll never know. Her absence made what was already a tough lot in life grew all the harder. Through grit and dire determination she and her all suffering father pulled through as well as they could, though there were more than few nights where they went to bed with nothing but sore muscles and empty bellies. Instead of dampening her spirits all this stoked the desire to see and do more than live in a tide-blasted hut on the sand, pulling in nets and sitting around a meager fire listening to old men tell tales of the glory days.

On her nineteenth summer Saldgeim's chance came, she took it without a moment's hesitation. The Bloodbrine sea is now far behind, life can truly begin.

APPEARANCE

While certainly on the short side for a Roegadyn, Saldgeim is an excellent example of a Sea Wolf in the prime of her life. The grey-blue skin covers her strong frame carries its fair share of scars and calluses from a life of honest work. A light dusting of freckles begins around her collarbone and ends on her cheeks where it is most prominent, framing a pair of eyes which bear a color similar to a faerie apple's skin.

Fishing, fighting, or fraternizing she'll always be wearing light-weight clothing and gear of durable materials. While she certainly feels the siren call of fashion she lacks the means to truly indulge in it. Instead, she'll often wear a simple shirt, pants, and boots with at least one article dyed a shade of purple, and oft with the collar splayed open to display her torso and proportionally undersized bosom.

When battle arrives she'll often be carrying a bow with a quiver of rather messily fletched arrows slung over her shoulder. Though she certainly has the strength to use more direct weapons she's always found using her sight and coordination to be more satisfying, doubly so when it irritates traditionalist father.


PERSONALITY

Driven and oft Sanguine, Saldgeim seeks one of the world's most elusive of treasures: A full life. Her pursuit of that goal has made her talkative and friendly, often leading her to striking up conversations when something catches her eye or when in a new place. She's even-keeled and warm to anyone she believes is a respectable, though when dealing with authority figures or ne'er-do-wells she'll reveal that she has quite a knack for politely worded insults and willingness to take a beating should she bring it on herself.

Though kind and often law abiding, her morals are a strange blend of Sea Wolf tradition and Eorzean politeness. In her mind might is not always right, but there's absolutely no reason why one shouldn't consider the short and brutish solution to a problem. Many a scourge has been put to rest by a well placed arrow or the edge of an axe. While she thinks the strong should not prey on the weak, the weak should not simply accept their lot in life when faced with adversity. If they are unwilling to better themselves or their community to be able to stand against their troubles then they deserve what comes to them.

Her willingness to let the weak get their just desserts begins to fade when she catches sight of young folk, animals, or a friend is in danger, and she'll sheepishly refuse to answer to anyone who questions the arbitrary limits to her rules.

L I K E S

Foods. Frumenty and anything drizzled with honey.
Color. Adores purple, doubly so if it is a darker shade.


D I S L I K E S

Belly-Aching. "If you truly care do, then there's aught you should be doing to fix it."
Peistes. The first thing she set eyes on in Thanalan was a Peiste. She promptly turned around.

H O B B I E S

Fishing. The familiar sensation of a fish tugging on her line has yet to bore her, even when most of her years were spent with a pole in hand.
Indulging Curiosity. There'll be many a year to come before she runs out of places to see, shops to visit, people to chat with, and trouble to get into. Assuming she lives through it all.

S T R E N G T H S

Resilient. With her youth spent fishing on a boat she's grown accustomed to cuts, bruises, rope burns, and all sorts of nasty things. Given time she'll be back on her feet and ready to head out again.
Generous. What little she does have she's more than willing to share. There's no plate too small, or mug too shallow to share with someone who needs it.

W E A K N E S S E S

Unskilled. If it's not fishing or being mediocre at archery then Saldgeim hasn't a single iota of experience with it.
Stubborn. Once she's set on something it will take an exceptional orator or a good bit of muscle to keep her from her task, even when self-destructive.


M O T I V A T I O N

Excitement. The idea of facing, learning, or fighting new and interesting in new and interesting locations is a great draw.
A Home. While her wanderlust can often lead to her being carried away by an errant breeze, she seeks a group, a home, or a niche to call her own.


RELATIONSHIP STATUS LEGEND
Platonic Involved Interested Attracted Positive Negative Neutral Unsure Deceased
FAMILY
Wyznsath, father. ( )
Character's Thoughts: "He knows who's daughter I am, he knew this was coming eventually."
An old fisherman turned (assumed) widower who greatly values tradition and stability over all else. He strove to be a good influence on his daughter, though it's hard to say if it took.
Keimbryda, mother. ()
Character's Thoughts: "Not sure if she'd be proud of me or not. Not even sure she cared."
Once a fearsome Reaver, she found herself falling in love with Wyznsath and bearing Saldgeim into this world. Tiring of life on the isle she took to the sea once more and was never seen again.
FRIENDS


ASSOCIATES
AQUAINTANCES
Amalric Farstrike, Sad-sack ()
Character's Thoughts: "No man who's starving has any right worrying over his reputation. Maybe he's more important than he's letting on?"
The Roegadyn ran into her newfound acquaintance on the Limsa Lominsa docks, coming to his rescue when she realized he didn't have the foggiest clue of how to fish himself something for supper. She handed him over some of her catch, ignoring his grousing about the damage his reputation would take due to accepting charity. She shrugged it off, assuming it was simply a Highlander quirk.


RUMORS

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Please note: Any of these rumors may be untrue, speculative, or greatly exaggerated, and should not be treated as factual unless confirmed by the character.

◢ Common Rumors - Easily overheard. Use these freely!
"Heard that lass is poachin' fish right off th' docks in front of us! Not sure if she's ig'nant of what that means or jes' rude." - Fishing Guildsman


◢ Uncommon Rumors - A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly, or ask first!
"Oh I know who she is. Gave her father the slip when he came in to do some tradin'. Shoulda seen him runnin' about the docks, actin' like the world was endin'." - Yellowjacket Patrolman


◢ Rare Rumors - Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!
"When she was born she was already'n ilm from death. Seems Keimbryda ain't much fer birthin', just killin'. Didn't hear that from me, 'course." - Swargybald Fisherman

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Readers: feel free to add your own rumors to this section. The rumor does NOT have to be true - just keep it reasonable to the interaction you've had with the character.

◢ Player Character Rumors - Some of these are more rare than others!
"Rumor." — Rumormonger.

ಌ OOC NOTES ಌ

OOC INFORMATION

Player Note
Saldgeim is quite a new character as I'm sure you can see. As time passes expect to see more people and information added in. If you want to gain a connection or correct a mistake on the profile don't hesitate to message me!
Personal RP Limits
My primary drive when roleplaying is to tell a good story, to (in a fashion) live and think as my characters would in that one given moment. As such I'm more than willing to interact with others who bend the lore here and there. You simply have different expectations and desires than I do, and so long as there's no serious ruining of each other's time I don't think there will be much trouble.
I will play... Nearly anything, the most important thing to remember is it is a matter of serious consequence I'll be far more accepting of it if there is OOC communication beforehand. Fighting, romance, betrayal, scandal, cheating, and gossip? So long as we've already spoken of it by all means! In terms of more casual interactions I'd say there's nothing that immediately springs to mind that I find unacceptable. Walk on up if you see the RP tag!
I won't play... Over the top violence - If it's something you'd expect to see in SAW you're probably going to strike out. Sexual assault that is slipping past clumsily copping a feel or pinching (Or other such tavern rudeness) is not something I'm going to accept.
Character Lore Adherence
I'm aiming to be as accurate as possible to pre-defined lore limitations and expectations. If I am at any point running wild past the boundaries of this please inform me and don't hesitate to correct me!

PLOT HOOKS

Backstory Hooks
If you have an interest in getting to know Saldgeim or taking part in a plot hook then by all means get in contact with me.
Bloodbrine, Born and Raised: Having lived in the home waters of the Sea Wolves, it's quite likely that Saldgeim has run into those who might frequent the area. Years aboard he father's fishing ship, and along the shore of her little home isle has given ample opportunity to make connections.
Limsa-Lominsa, A Decent Place to Rest Your Head: While it has only been a around two weeks since she has set out on her own, she's spent the lion's share of her time on the streets of Limsa-Lominsa. If you're likely to prowl the brine-soaked paths of the city then you could easily run in to her. Doubly so if you enjoy fishing, as she can be found doing just that in the evenings.




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ಌ INFORMATION ಌ
Name - Saldgeim Wyznsathwyn
Race - Roegadyn / Sea Wolf
Age - 19
Name Day - 12th Sun of the 5th Umbral Moon
Deity - Nymeia, the Spinner

Alias: None yet.
Citizenship: Swargybald Isle
Occupation: Drifter
Hair color: Sandy Brown
Eye color: Light Red
Complexion: Greyish Blue
Marks or tattoos: Odd tattoo on the right side of her collarbone.
Alignment: True Neutral (For now)
Sexuality: Inexperienced and Unsure
Beliefs: Praises Nymeia quietly.
Free Company: None at the present.
Linkshell(s): None at the present.


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