Skoena Fraewyn

Skoena Fraewyn
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Gender	Female
Race	Roegadyn
Clan	Sea Wolf
Citizenship	Limsa Lominsa
Age	30ish
Affiliation	Lansquenet
Occupation	Playwrite
Server	Balmung
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Basic Info

Co-founder and lead dramaturge of Lansquenet, Skoena is by all measures quite the character. Her flamboyant appearance and mannerisms belie the shrewdness required to lead a band of actors/thieves. Warm and genteel, Skoena is nonetheless the type to brook no nonsense, unless it's the right sort of nonsense, in which case she's probably the one to have orchestrated it in the first place.

Likes ■ Story & Song ■ Sea serpents ■ ■

Dislikes ■ Political authority ■ Dogmatic people ■ Bad poetry ■

Other ■ Alignment: Neutral ■ Vice(s): Smoking, lying, stealing, smuggling, embellishing and general acts of mummery ■ Favorite Food: ■ Favorite Drink: ■ Favorite Color: Coral

Appearance & Personality

She's small, for a Roegadyn, though could hardly be considered diminutive.

Biography

Pre-Calamity

Born in Ul'dah to a Hellsguard father and Sea Wolf mother, Skoena - "Shining Queen", in the common tongue - was raised primarily by her elder sister, Bitter Dusk. Her father passed on when she was young, and her mother left to La Noscea for unspecified employment, sending gil and letters back to the family to keep them afloat. Both stopped coming, eventually - the letters before the gil - but the girls scraped by regardless.

As a brash young teenager, Skoena struck out to Limsa Lominsa as well, ostensibly in search of her missing mother. She started going by the truncated form of her Sea Wolf name and found employment with a whaling crew, and sailed aboard the Famfrit with them for many years. Between a lack of opportunity and a surplus of temptation, their operations grew less legitimate over time, and whaling became one of many jobs the crew took on. Nevertheless, they were as family, and even in those days Skoena regularly entertained the crew with her tales.

It was near to the Calamity that the crew was apprehended for their more illicit activities. The Admiralcy offered amnesty in exchange for service. An injury kept Skoena from the Carteneau Flats, where the rest of the Famfrit's crew saw their end.

Post-Calamity

She found work again in a Limsan shipyard. Angry, aggrieved and largely alone, she started a racket in the shipyard and was soon joined by Fenr'ir Nebelung, afflicted with a largely similar disposition at the time. The two of them together had quite the mind for such a business, and their operation grew, such was the demand for construction following the Calamity. When the scene got hot, the two of them struck out to Ul'dah instead.

They got involved with a group of criminals in Ul'dah - one of many - and thereafter in the group's sundry turf wars and other sordid affairs. It was when their little band caught the eye of the truly organized crime in Ul'dah that Skoena began to question where she might be leading herself. With her exit from the company barred, she turned in desperation to Bitter Dusk. Now a guard, and happy to hear reason from her wayward sister under any circumstance, she arranged amnesty for Skoena and Fenr'ir in exchange for names and crimes to put them to.

The rest of affair was tangled, messy, and not altogether bloodless, though the two of them made it by. Skoena had sustained an injury to her eye in the process, and it was in the course of copious amounts of reading to heal it up that their next venture came to fruition. They began to stage plays and performances in cover for less savory activities, and called their company Lansquenet, after Fenr'ir's fallen family.

The company grew, first with the addition of Cendrillon Braids and Drividot Nicot, then Aumeric Chassebel and Maya Alcor. The lot of them now are thick as thieves.

Present

Skoena is primarily concerned with the affairs and peoples of Lansquenet. Her recent plays and performances have included The Legend of Sleepy Nibelheim and Canticles of Love: An Adaptation of Avon's IXth.

Miscellaneous

Rumors Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC! ◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard) ■ "A fine lady, if a touch rough around the edges - it’s the Sea Wolf blood, I imagine, their lot can hardly help themselves - but despite gaudy appearances, her Avon recitations are spot-on. The troupe’s a bit… odd, truth be told, but good on them for finding some honest work. You musn’t think me prejudiced! They put on quite a show, and even had their security deal with a common cutpurse moving amongst the crowd. To think of it! Consummate professionals, I tell you, the lot of them." ■ "Barmy, that one. Once saw her try to sell a Limsan alehouse on the idea of dirty sonnets - said the old limericks needed a bit of classing up. Might’ve managed it too, if she’d used smaller words…" ◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear) ■ "Claims she marked her face that way hooking a sea serpent what got away, back aboard the Famfrit. Poor buggers. If the admiral had sent them to Summerford rather than Carteneau, Skoena’d still be spinning fishwife stories for her crew rather than the rest of us." ■ "Fraewyn, she’d have you thinkin’ she’s some saintly Duskwight orphan matron now, but t’weren’t a few years back I were skulking out the shadowed end of Pearl Lane with her bloody arrow shafts in me shoulders. Our boys paid hers back and then some, you mind. Not sure where that lot wound up, but you can be sure that she and that ruddy Keeper are the only ones gallivanting about, playing circus with their urchin freakshow." ◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard) ■ "She’s got a sister in the guard, I hear. You’d need a sister in the guard to wriggle out of some of the muck she’s had her hands in. Apparently, the rest of the wastrels she ran with weren’t quite so well connected. The sorry lot’ve been abandoned to the dungeon or the lichyard, save for Nebelung, and he’s got virtues of his own, that one…" ■ "If you’re looking for someone to do it quiet-like, Lansquenet’s your best bet. Ask for Leá and Monde down at the Drum and Dagger. The Keeper looks like the brains, but the lady’s plenty clever too, and seems a mite less given to slit a man’s throat for an Allagan Tin Piece. Anyroad, mind your manners, stick to your story, and try not to wonder if the two of ‘em are having it off - you’ll hear back in a fortnight if they take the job. Once the coin’s left your hands, you just sit back and watch the fireworks…" ◢ PC Rumors (Rumors from the character's of other players) ■ ■ ■ ■

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