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Once she was nursed back to health and back on her feet, Unmei returned to the Shroud to continue wandering, this time able to turn to Melfice if desperate for a meal or a roof over her head. While lazing about Gridania one sun, she found a lost Midlander man by the name of [[Cyrus Mulano]]. She helped him navigate his map, and he wished to repay her, insisting she stay with him when he learned she had no home. Hesitantly, she agreed, sharing an inn room with the man for a time. Within a couple moons, the two were lovers, and Unmei followed him in his travels, enamored with the handsome and unbelievably kind man, but it was not to last. One sun while they were staying in [[Ul'dah]], Cyrus never came home from work... nor the next... and the next... Mei began to grow worried, having had no contact with the man who usually came home every night. When she tracked down some of his co-workers, they said they had not seen him for suns. Unmei visited the Quicksand in hopes of finding some clues. | Once she was nursed back to health and back on her feet, Unmei returned to the Shroud to continue wandering, this time able to turn to Melfice if desperate for a meal or a roof over her head. While lazing about Gridania one sun, she found a lost Midlander man by the name of [[Cyrus Mulano]]. She helped him navigate his map, and he wished to repay her, insisting she stay with him when he learned she had no home. Hesitantly, she agreed, sharing an inn room with the man for a time. Within a couple moons, the two were lovers, and Unmei followed him in his travels, enamored with the handsome and unbelievably kind man, but it was not to last. One sun while they were staying in [[Ul'dah]], Cyrus never came home from work... nor the next... and the next... Mei began to grow worried, having had no contact with the man who usually came home every night. When she tracked down some of his co-workers, they said they had not seen him for suns. Unmei visited the Quicksand in hopes of finding some clues. | ||
− | Loitering there visibly upset, an Elezen by the name of [[Vallois Villeneuve]] noticed her, seeing an opportunity to make some gil. He approached her, asking what troubled her. She explained the situation, and he offered to help her find her lost lover. She explained she had little gil, but she would pay what she could and promised the man food and a place to stay. Rather reluctantly, she agreed, and the two set off on a journey together. The Wildwood didn't make for very pleasant company, grumpy and quiet | + | Loitering there visibly upset, an Elezen by the name of [[Vallois Villeneuve]] noticed her, seeing an opportunity to make some gil. He approached her, asking what troubled her. She explained the situation, and he offered to help her find her lost lover. She explained she had little gil, but she would pay what she could and promised the man food and a place to stay. Rather reluctantly, she agreed, and the two set off on a journey together. The Wildwood didn't make for very pleasant company, grumpy and quiet, but she was grateful just to have some help. She slowly found out more about him, like that he could not recall his past and he knew very little about himself, and he was plagued by terrible headaches when he tried to recall. Curiously, his injuries seemed to heal themselves... even the ones that seemed fatal. They ventured to the Shroud to seek out the Harbingers of Dawn free company that Cyrus had worked with in the past. Unfortunately, the Harbingers had no idea of Cyrus's whereabouts, but they offered their assistance in finding him and granted shelter to Mei and Vallois. |
Desperate for answers, Unmei turned to Melfice, who scried for Cyrus's presence, but found nothing. The mage explained it meant the Midlander was either dead, or within another realm. Not about to accept he could be dead, Mei continued searching for answers. She found none, but they began to find her, strange beasts attacking her and Vallois, prompting her to discover that she could manipulate and animate unliving flesh. One evening, the two were ambushed by a robed man in a mask and a Voidsent creature he summoned. The creature was slain, dropping some sort of key, and the masked man fled. The key was enchanted, acting as a compass of sorts. Unmei and Vallois gathered a group of Harbingers and set out to see where the key might lead. It led them to a misplaced door in a back alley of Ul'dah. When unlocked and opened, the door revealed a portal into the Void. | Desperate for answers, Unmei turned to Melfice, who scried for Cyrus's presence, but found nothing. The mage explained it meant the Midlander was either dead, or within another realm. Not about to accept he could be dead, Mei continued searching for answers. She found none, but they began to find her, strange beasts attacking her and Vallois, prompting her to discover that she could manipulate and animate unliving flesh. One evening, the two were ambushed by a robed man in a mask and a Voidsent creature he summoned. The creature was slain, dropping some sort of key, and the masked man fled. The key was enchanted, acting as a compass of sorts. Unmei and Vallois gathered a group of Harbingers and set out to see where the key might lead. It led them to a misplaced door in a back alley of Ul'dah. When unlocked and opened, the door revealed a portal into the Void. | ||
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Hesitantly, the group entered, finding themselves within some sort of pocket dimension within the Void. The place was rife with dangers, illusions, and bizarre scenery, splitting the group in two for a time before they found each other again. Mei was unaware at the time that everything they witnessed was a clue to a larger puzzle. At last, they found Cyrus, bound and severely injured, malnourished and maimed, unrecognizable. Unmei rushed over to him and his bonds were destroyed. The only things the man managed to rasp out, however, were pleas for death. He lashed out violently, his body suddenly and painfully morphing into something inhuman, a beast befitting the Void. [[Lan Darklyn]] gave the order to end the creature's suffering, much to Mei's horror and protests. Vallois grabbed the poor girl, dragging her literally kicking and screaming out of the Void so that she would not witness what would occur next. | Hesitantly, the group entered, finding themselves within some sort of pocket dimension within the Void. The place was rife with dangers, illusions, and bizarre scenery, splitting the group in two for a time before they found each other again. Mei was unaware at the time that everything they witnessed was a clue to a larger puzzle. At last, they found Cyrus, bound and severely injured, malnourished and maimed, unrecognizable. Unmei rushed over to him and his bonds were destroyed. The only things the man managed to rasp out, however, were pleas for death. He lashed out violently, his body suddenly and painfully morphing into something inhuman, a beast befitting the Void. [[Lan Darklyn]] gave the order to end the creature's suffering, much to Mei's horror and protests. Vallois grabbed the poor girl, dragging her literally kicking and screaming out of the Void so that she would not witness what would occur next. | ||
− | For the next few suns, Unmei was inconsolable. She and Vallois had grown quite close during their misadventures, and she soon turned to him for comfort, the two entering a relationship once she had finally accepted Cyrus's death. However, she was not done in her quest for answers, now bent on discovering who had done such a horrible thing to Cyrus and why. | + | For the next few suns, Unmei was inconsolable. She and Vallois had grown quite close during their misadventures, and she soon turned to him for comfort, the two entering a relationship once she had finally accepted Cyrus's death. However, she was not done in her quest for answers, now bent on discovering who had done such a horrible thing to Cyrus and why. Tearfully, she went to Melfice to tell him the news. Seeing the girl's despair, Melfice asked if she would like to see Cyrus again. Confused and curious, Mei of course agreed. He led her to a part of his home she'd never seen in his basement, where she found a large tube full of swirling aether that Melfice explained was Cyrus's aether. When Mei asked how it was possible, he admitted that he was present at Cyrus's death, and that the person she had seen within the Void had not been Cyrus, which led to the realization that Melfice had been the man in the mask who left the key to that place between worlds--the one who summoned the Voidbeast that attacked her and Vallois. |
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+ | Mei was terribly upset. How could he have known this all along and not told her, feigned ignorance of it all when she came to him for help, even? Why had he attacked her and Vallois? She was hurt, all trust in the man lost. Wishing to regain it and appease her, he promised to answer her questions honestly. She began with asking why he had attacked her and Vallois. He answered that Vallois had actually been experiment of his--an attempt to gain the information needed to revive his dead fiancee--who had escaped, and he was trying to kill or retrieve him, as he was unstable and his body absorbed the aether from the world around him each time his wounds mended themselves. This, he said, was why he was unable to remember anything about his past; there was nothing to recall, and the memories of his creation were blocked to him to keep him ignorant of what he was. Melfice said that he had not known Unmei would be there with him, or that they had even met. | ||
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+ | She then asked Melfice how Cyrus had died and how Melfice had ended up with his aether. Melfice said that Cyrus was attacked and outnumbered by a small group of bandits in an Ul'dahn back alley. He had stumbled upon the direct aftermath, and thought to collect Cyrus's aether before it dispersed and returned to the Lifestream. The man she had seen in the Void was one of the people who had attacked Cyrus, who Melfice had tortured for his crimes. The answers had hardly pleased Mei. Still eager to win Mei over and make things up to her, Melfice suggested he could return Cyrus's aether to a body, much the same way he had created Vallois. Skeptical, Unmei agreed, only if no one else would be hurt. Melfice said it would take much longer that way, but reluctantly agreed, and Unmei also demanded he vow to stop hunting down Vallois. | ||
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X'unmei Noh The Littlest Lynx
A young Seeker of the Sun who left her tribe, too compassionate and gentle to find her place within harsh tribal life. She is headstrong and a bit naive, which gives her a knack for landing herself in trouble. Despite coming off a bit nervous and standoffish in first impressions, she is a warm and friendly young woman, teasing and joking even when comfortable. Her singular goal is to help others, and she shies away from violence. Many would view her as almost childlike and idealistic, eager to always see the good in others. And yet, there's something a bit off about the girl... especially for those with a talent for sensing aether. About
Unmei is a small girl even for a Miqo'te, somewhat short with a petite but sturdy frame, dainty. She is long-legged despite her height, or lack thereof, with a short waist to make up for it. She is thin, but maintains small curves and enough flesh to remain soft and supple, delicate looking but healthy, some pudge around her hips and thighs. Despite her relatively modest chest, a slender waist still gives her an hourglass shaped figure. The girl's skin is almost sickly pale, but possesses a vibrant glow with a faint olive tone. She has a bit of a baby face that can make her look just slightly younger than she actually is, her face round with chubby cheeks, a small and pointed nose, and wide-eyed in innocence. Large, round eyes are lined with thick, black eyelashes, possessing the slitted pupils of her clan, the irises of each eye a different color: her right eye a hunter green and her left a brown faintly tinted with red. Her eyebrows are set in a delicate, rounded arch. Two tan stripes mark each cheek under her eyes, another pair on her forehead appearing from her hairline, though usually hidden beneath her bangs. A faint, barely perceptible array of light brown freckles dot her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Her round cheeks are also graced with a subtle pink blush that darkens quite often when she is nervous or embarrassed. A smile, sometimes subtle or sometimes quite wide, almost always graces her lips, which are naturally a glossy, rosy pink, her mouth narrow and her lips small and pouty with a cupid's bow. Her hair and fur are both auburn in color, imbued with strands of copper, gold, and brown and sometimes containing a leaf or twig or two (probably accidentally) or sometimes flower blossoms (probably not accidentally). Her hair falls past her shoulders in messy, unevenly layered waves of subtle curls, bangs falling to cover her forehead. Her reddish-brown tail is long, especially for a Seeker of the Sun, the fur at the end thicker than the rest and fluffy. Pointed, feline ears are each pierced twice, and aside from her earrings, she seems to wear little jewelry. She likes clothing that is both cute and comfy, not unflattering but not immodest, either flats or boots for shoes--no pesky high-heels. Pink seems to be her color of choice in her attire, and she has an apparent fondness for skirts and stockings. She typically walks with a bounce in her step, though her body language is usually quite submissive and reserved, sometimes even defensive. When she is panicking or fired up, however, she can get rather animated. She tends to have a lot of various other odds and ends on her person, stashed in her pockets or safely stowed in a satchel she carries, typically including a tome, some herbs and bandages, and a blunt dagger. Speech: Her voice is a soft and sometimes stammering soprano. When cheery, nervous, or excited she speaks in a youthful soprano tone, high-pitched and a little fast without being to the point of grating or unpleasant. When relaxed, in private or in more serious conversation, her voice usually slows, lowers and mellows, a more mature sound than the chipper tones most will hear at first. While not thick enough to quite be considered an accent, she speaks with a slight, casual drawl and lazy slur of her words, though it's subtle. Oftentimes words are simply not fully pronounced or are run together. Despite this, she has no problem properly pronouncing words if she so chooses and she has a healthy vocabulary. When angry or in other great emotional distress, her Miqo'te accent will sometimes slip through with hisses and rolled R's. Unmei is a very bright and sweet girl. She tries to see the best in people, even when it may not actually be there. She has poor self-esteem, but is otherwise so optimistic that it usually goes without notice. Humble and modest, and all around very virtuous--most of her faults lie in being too kind. She has an open mind and tries to treat others fairly, judging others as little as she can, but this does not mean she won't lecture someone she believes is behaving inappropriately. She sympathizes and empathizes with others very well. Despite this, people who are very loud, violent, or imposing to sometimes make her nervous. She is very emotional and when she feels something, she feels strongly. She is against violence, save for the sake of protecting others who are helpless. She enjoys making friends, helping others, and meeting new people. She is often too trusting of others. She has a very strong intuition and can often tell when people are up to no good, but even when their ill intentions are obvious, she gives others the benefit of the doubt rather than going with her gut instinct. And when her trust is betrayed, rarely does she have a problem lending someone a second chance.... or third... or fourth. She puts others before herself, leading her to be rather self-sacrificing in nature. However, she is very stubborn and when she feels someone is acting immoral and hurting others, she won`t hesitate to tell them and try to change their attitude. When she sees corruption in others, she would rather try to help them than condemn them for their crimes. Headstrong, she does not let anyone else sway her beliefs. She is a very genuine and sincere girl. Even when she does try to lie or hide her emotions, she usually fails. She is cheery and friendly, though given to bouts of depression when triggered, but it's hard to keep her down for long. She is very expressive and often laughing or smiling. She seems very childlike, laid-back and carefree, but she is still composed enough to retain the basic politeness and manners. She is very friendly, even if not directly outgoing or extroverted.
Some of these rumors are untrue, speculation, or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under the Player Character category!
Warning! Unmei's story involves mention of death, murder, injury, violence, and body horror. Please read at your own risk if you are sensitive to such themes. X'unmei was born to a sect of the Lynx tribe native to the Black Shroud, the only child of her father's favored mate. Her birth left her mother weak and ill, earning her much resentment from the Nunh. Always rather small and meek, she was something of the runt of the litter. She found that not only did she have little talent in violence, but she also had little interest in it. Everything from sparring to hunting to watching Nunhs and their contenders fight for dominance made her wince and shy away. After her mother died due to injuries she obtained hunting, Unmei even entirely abstained from hunting, opting to only gather fruits and vegetables instead. She couldn't embrace the mentality of fighting for the right to live, or the way Seeker tribes shut themselves off from the world in the name of self-preservation, neither giving nor accepting help outside the tribe. A world where people helped each other seemed to be much more productive, in her mind, than a world where people shut out others to focus solely on themselves. And she knew that such a world existed--or at least, a world that was closer to that ideal did exist. It was the world outside of Seeker tribes. She had ventured to Gridania and the nearby villages whenever she could, she had quietly watched the other races from afar, and she had read. She read whatever she could get her hands on. Books of nonfiction, as well as fairy tales and romance, tragedies and drama. She liked the world in her books more than her own life. And thus she read more and more to escape, silently enduring her own reality whenever she must. As much as she felt outcast from her tribe, her tribe seemed to agree. She was reluctant to hunt, reluctant to fight. A huntress who spent all her time with her nose in book and cringing at bloodshed was not beneficial to the tribe. She was a burden. Another mouth to feed who did not even pull her own weight. Her tribe viewed her with disdain. She was a black sheep. A nuisance. An embarrassment. They were hopeful she could at least be put to use for motherhood, but she seemed to run from that responsibility, as well. As she grew older, the expectation for her to begin to breed grew stronger, and she found herself resenting her life more and more. The books she read had filled her mind with dreams of romance. Where was romance in spending a night with a fellow who had been with half the women in the tribe? Where was the sentiment in being a number rather than a lover? How miserable must it be to carry a child you don't want fathered by a man you don't love? She couldn't stand the idea. She could no longer stand tribal life, in general. She felt like she was considered a tool, an object used to put food on the table and procreate. She knew it was for the good of the tribe, but where was the good in it when so many in the tribe were miserable and missing out on so much in life? What was the point of benefiting the people in the tribe when they ceased to be people? Why strive for the good of the abstract concept of a tribe in general rather than its actual members? She couldn't understand any of it. She couldn't withhold her feelings any longer. With her mother now gone and the tribe pushing her harder and harder toward mating, she had little reason to stay. So she gathered what few belongings she had and could carry, and she left. Her tribe viewed her leaving as an act of a disloyalty, but at the same time was not particularly distraught to see the timid girl go. It was one less mouth to feed, an annoyance gone from the tribe. She cut ties with the Lynx tribe, and it was largely mutual. She wandered the Shroud, but she found that living on her own was much more difficult than she had anticipated. She had felt alone within her tribe, but now she understood what it was truly like to be alone. She struggled to find food, shelter, and gil, and to keep herself safe from the dangers of the Shroud. She struggled, and failed. Moons passed, and ultimately she found herself tired, and cold, and hungry. Weakened as she was, she was thoroughly unable to flee or defend herself when she was attacked by Ixali and she was left for dead. And not incorrectly. She remembered the world fading to black for a while... and then suddenly, everything was light again. Her memory of the incident was fuzzy, and not something she particularly wanted to recall. But she knew someone had rescued her, brought her back from the clutches of death. Her savior introduced himself as Melfice Vainchelon, and the powerful mage became both a benefactor and more or less a father figure in her life. Noticing in her a particular talent after she had crossed into death and back, he began to teach her how to manipulate aether, a talent she had never held before her brief dip into the Lifestream. He took her in for a time, granting her food, shelter, and anything material she might need. She had little choice but to continue to visit Melfice regularly for transfusions of aether to treat her "condition," lest she begin to fade away. Unmei knew Melfice practiced some bizarre magicks, but considering he'd saved her life and seemed very kind, she didn't mind or question it. Once she was nursed back to health and back on her feet, Unmei returned to the Shroud to continue wandering, this time able to turn to Melfice if desperate for a meal or a roof over her head. While lazing about Gridania one sun, she found a lost Midlander man by the name of Cyrus Mulano. She helped him navigate his map, and he wished to repay her, insisting she stay with him when he learned she had no home. Hesitantly, she agreed, sharing an inn room with the man for a time. Within a couple moons, the two were lovers, and Unmei followed him in his travels, enamored with the handsome and unbelievably kind man, but it was not to last. One sun while they were staying in Ul'dah, Cyrus never came home from work... nor the next... and the next... Mei began to grow worried, having had no contact with the man who usually came home every night. When she tracked down some of his co-workers, they said they had not seen him for suns. Unmei visited the Quicksand in hopes of finding some clues. Loitering there visibly upset, an Elezen by the name of Vallois Villeneuve noticed her, seeing an opportunity to make some gil. He approached her, asking what troubled her. She explained the situation, and he offered to help her find her lost lover. She explained she had little gil, but she would pay what she could and promised the man food and a place to stay. Rather reluctantly, she agreed, and the two set off on a journey together. The Wildwood didn't make for very pleasant company, grumpy and quiet, but she was grateful just to have some help. She slowly found out more about him, like that he could not recall his past and he knew very little about himself, and he was plagued by terrible headaches when he tried to recall. Curiously, his injuries seemed to heal themselves... even the ones that seemed fatal. They ventured to the Shroud to seek out the Harbingers of Dawn free company that Cyrus had worked with in the past. Unfortunately, the Harbingers had no idea of Cyrus's whereabouts, but they offered their assistance in finding him and granted shelter to Mei and Vallois. Desperate for answers, Unmei turned to Melfice, who scried for Cyrus's presence, but found nothing. The mage explained it meant the Midlander was either dead, or within another realm. Not about to accept he could be dead, Mei continued searching for answers. She found none, but they began to find her, strange beasts attacking her and Vallois, prompting her to discover that she could manipulate and animate unliving flesh. One evening, the two were ambushed by a robed man in a mask and a Voidsent creature he summoned. The creature was slain, dropping some sort of key, and the masked man fled. The key was enchanted, acting as a compass of sorts. Unmei and Vallois gathered a group of Harbingers and set out to see where the key might lead. It led them to a misplaced door in a back alley of Ul'dah. When unlocked and opened, the door revealed a portal into the Void. Hesitantly, the group entered, finding themselves within some sort of pocket dimension within the Void. The place was rife with dangers, illusions, and bizarre scenery, splitting the group in two for a time before they found each other again. Mei was unaware at the time that everything they witnessed was a clue to a larger puzzle. At last, they found Cyrus, bound and severely injured, malnourished and maimed, unrecognizable. Unmei rushed over to him and his bonds were destroyed. The only things the man managed to rasp out, however, were pleas for death. He lashed out violently, his body suddenly and painfully morphing into something inhuman, a beast befitting the Void. Lan Darklyn gave the order to end the creature's suffering, much to Mei's horror and protests. Vallois grabbed the poor girl, dragging her literally kicking and screaming out of the Void so that she would not witness what would occur next. For the next few suns, Unmei was inconsolable. She and Vallois had grown quite close during their misadventures, and she soon turned to him for comfort, the two entering a relationship once she had finally accepted Cyrus's death. However, she was not done in her quest for answers, now bent on discovering who had done such a horrible thing to Cyrus and why. Tearfully, she went to Melfice to tell him the news. Seeing the girl's despair, Melfice asked if she would like to see Cyrus again. Confused and curious, Mei of course agreed. He led her to a part of his home she'd never seen in his basement, where she found a large tube full of swirling aether that Melfice explained was Cyrus's aether. When Mei asked how it was possible, he admitted that he was present at Cyrus's death, and that the person she had seen within the Void had not been Cyrus, which led to the realization that Melfice had been the man in the mask who left the key to that place between worlds--the one who summoned the Voidbeast that attacked her and Vallois. Mei was terribly upset. How could he have known this all along and not told her, feigned ignorance of it all when she came to him for help, even? Why had he attacked her and Vallois? She was hurt, all trust in the man lost. Wishing to regain it and appease her, he promised to answer her questions honestly. She began with asking why he had attacked her and Vallois. He answered that Vallois had actually been experiment of his--an attempt to gain the information needed to revive his dead fiancee--who had escaped, and he was trying to kill or retrieve him, as he was unstable and his body absorbed the aether from the world around him each time his wounds mended themselves. This, he said, was why he was unable to remember anything about his past; there was nothing to recall, and the memories of his creation were blocked to him to keep him ignorant of what he was. Melfice said that he had not known Unmei would be there with him, or that they had even met. She then asked Melfice how Cyrus had died and how Melfice had ended up with his aether. Melfice said that Cyrus was attacked and outnumbered by a small group of bandits in an Ul'dahn back alley. He had stumbled upon the direct aftermath, and thought to collect Cyrus's aether before it dispersed and returned to the Lifestream. The man she had seen in the Void was one of the people who had attacked Cyrus, who Melfice had tortured for his crimes. The answers had hardly pleased Mei. Still eager to win Mei over and make things up to her, Melfice suggested he could return Cyrus's aether to a body, much the same way he had created Vallois. Skeptical, Unmei agreed, only if no one else would be hurt. Melfice said it would take much longer that way, but reluctantly agreed, and Unmei also demanded he vow to stop hunting down Vallois. Stories are in chronological order. Stories may contain mature/sensitive themes. Please read at your own risk.
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