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THIS IS A MASSIVE HOT MESS OF A WIP, PLS FORGIVE
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− | ::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">You don’t get very far in Chocobo wrangling if you don’t possess some measure of strength, and that’s what Syrenead’s body betrays: | + | ::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">You don’t get very far in Chocobo wrangling if you don’t possess some measure of strength, and that’s what Syrenead’s body betrays: several decades of attempting to physically teach Chocobos to not be thrice-damned hellbeasts. Her lean-muscled frame is covered with scars from birds who took offense at something she did, from scrapes from being thrown from the saddle to one memorable experience of being kicked in the outer thigh. Bitten, struck with wings and tails - all have left their marks.</div> |
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::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Before leaving home to be a Sellsword for travelling merchants, her attire was entirely practical - sturdy boots, shirt and trousers made from thick cloth, full coverage of hands. However, once away from that occupation, she found that there was a certain theatricality required in scaring off bandits, and thus came The Coat. The Coat is a staple of her wardrobe. Black leather and red undershirt with gold highlights, this coat was a gift from her adoptive parents upon leaving Bentbranch. There’s something off-putting about a very tall woman wearing such a draping, long garment, which is just how she likes it.</div> | ::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">Before leaving home to be a Sellsword for travelling merchants, her attire was entirely practical - sturdy boots, shirt and trousers made from thick cloth, full coverage of hands. However, once away from that occupation, she found that there was a certain theatricality required in scaring off bandits, and thus came The Coat. The Coat is a staple of her wardrobe. Black leather and red undershirt with gold highlights, this coat was a gift from her adoptive parents upon leaving Bentbranch. There’s something off-putting about a very tall woman wearing such a draping, long garment, which is just how she likes it.</div> | ||
− | ::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">As for anything practical, she wears a cloth over her permanently-injured left eye during the day, due to its sensitivity to light and lack of color vision, both of which can be disorienting. At night, she can get around | + | ::<div style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:13px; color:#999999;">As for anything practical, she wears a cloth over her permanently-injured left eye during the day, due to its sensitivity to light and lack of color vision, both of which can be disorienting. At night, she can get around pretty ok without it.</div> |
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Revision as of 20:37, 19 February 2020
Syrenead Dei-ijla
Fire-Dancer, Bringer of Renewal
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Garth Brooks, "Standing Outside the Fire"
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General Information Syrenead Bjri Dei-ijla, she says to everyone. It's her full name, a Rava Viera name, and she'll be damned if anyone doesn't know it. She is, as far as she knows, the last survivor of her branch of the Ijla tribe that was otherwise wiped out in an unexpected forest fire when she was a child. Syrenead was found on a riverbank near Bentbranch Meadows, burnt and half-drowned, by a couple who made their living raising draft Chocobos. After she was nursed back to health, she was taught the proper way of Chocobo raising, handling, and riding, and Syrenead fell in love with the giants. Thus, she grew up on the fringes of Gridanian society. Syrenead learned the ways of the Hyur and Elezen that lived there, of how they thought of the Elementals and how they chose to live with nature. It never felt right. When she came of age, she decided to travel all over Eorzea, trading her skills at Chocobo handling in exchange for passage. If the usual cart handler got to sleep while this strange rabbit-woman manned the reins? Shoot, that'd be just grand. Sure, she picked fights with other Sellswords sometimes, but hey, she held her own. Appearance
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