Ash Mayberry
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Ash is an introvert almost to the extreme, and a victim of unfortunate aetherochemical over-saturation. This has led to a mutation at the very helix level of DNA, causing consistent changes in her physical appearance, from a petite female Au Ra to a massive male Roegadyn. She prefers to stay away from most, if not all, of the hustle an bustle of city life, only coming out of the Free Company's Ward to occasionally enjoy a refresher by means of hearing others talk, and to garner any possible news that may come from it. Even if introverted, Ash tries her best to speak to those she is familiar with, and holds dear any she can actually call a friend. Feeling obligated to protect those friends, she have a general disregard for her own being, often preferring to withstand a blow for her fellow then allow them to be hit at all. Currently, Ash resides in 'Roar Deal Trading Co.', or in the general vicinity of the Free Company as either a Doorman, watching the comings and goings, or just being a lay-about, yawning her numb from the perpetual boredom she often faces from choosing to stay isolated away from the general populace of the world. Ash enjoys the general energetic crew of the Free Company, and despite acting as though it's a pain to help with varied tasks or adventures she will still come along with any of them if asked to do so.
Stable Form Thanks to Ash's corrupted DNA she cannot remember her original appearance since it was so long ago, but her body seems to favor a frequently-appearing base body, leading her to believe that this might have been the original before the corruption. This main constant is a female Au Ra from the Xaela tribe of below-average height, but not the smallest the race has shown they can be. She has tanned skin and almost glowing green irises, along with short-cut black hair, two long symmetrical bangs running along her face, and smaller horns pointing out at the sides above the larger horns. Sporting unremarkable muscle tone outwardly, but inward her bone structure and internal vitals have been strengthened. This is due, in part, to the aetherochemicals having the effect of changing her body, enhancing it to withstand blows normally able to destroy Imperial cermet. The female Au Ra body is also seen as alluring since it boasts a bust size comparable with a very fertile Hyur Highlander, a slim waist, and thicker thighs and hips than average. Other notable features are; blackened sclera surrounding it's iris; the indicative Au Ra scales throughout her body, as well as her horns have become obsidian in color and toughened to the strength of armor plating; and a thick tail running low to the back of the legs, almost reaching her ankles. Finally, a sun-kissed complexion with varying scars dotting the skin, darkened eye lashes, and a distinct lackadaisical gaze about her eyes.
Markings: Consistent markings and scars can be seen throughout all the various forms Ash takes. A thick cut running down the left side of her face, from the eyebrow arch and stopping just above the lower jawline. A beauty mark at the edge of the right eye, slightly lower than the tip of the eye. A deep stab wound in the midriff several ilms from the belly button, finishing with a deep cut to the right shoulder from the heavy downward chop of a bladed weapon.
Manner of Speaking: Ash speaks in a very rough, crass, plain tone when dealing with people she does not know. She prefers quick, dismissive responses in these cases, or avoiding speaking at all, ignoring the speaker and staring off into any other direction bereft of care. To those she does know, her manner of speaking softens but still remains crass. She's known to speak continuously and rather quickly, often nervously, anxious of what those who know her may think of what she says.
Habits: Ash tends to be idle, sitting or standing in place wherever she chooses to stop. She stares off, yawning, thinking over and over of what she could be doing, or outright just falling asleep. Capable of dozing off in place, regardless of whether she is standing or prone, Ash is unlikely to wake even from being uncomfortable. She also likes to indulge in coffee with varying amounts of cream, sugar, and any other additives that can provide a different tasting experience. She is especially partial to Triple Cream Coffee to satiate her, enjoying it with cookies or sweets of the sort.
Clothing: Ash chooses to engage in fashion, liking to decorate armor and outfits with bits an bobs she has collected over the years. She is wont to excessive glamoring and putting together new creations, sometimes taking hours, only to change the look again on a whim a day (or even seconds) later. She does, however, keep in mind the role she will take in battle that day, or days moving forward, ensuring her outfits are sensible; Plating of some kind when wielding axes, great swords, or a sword & shield; Loose, breathable clothing when holding daggers, using a gun, bow, spear, or engaging in fist fights; Finally, as a mage of any persuasion she decides to be flamboyant, choosing articles intended to bring out flair, or be outright revealing in nature.
Nature Closed off, introverted, and preferring to be alone in many cases. Even so, Ash likes to engage in conversation with someone, no matter how fleeting, just to break her boredom an loneliness. Underneath the foul language and crass, plain speaking, Ash can be very attached to the people she likes and considers friends and family, often enjoying just being around them. Seeing them happy and hale is enough to bring a smile across her rather stiff and bored face. One for laughter as well, usually Ash enjoys most jokes and anything it deems funny, laughing loudly and sometimes ending up coughing as a result.
- History
- Stiff Alcoholic beverages
- Helping Friends and FC mates
- Coffee (of all kinds)
- Laughter
- Drawing
- Lounging an loafing about
- Freedom of Choice
- Sleeping
- Eating new foods
- Emotional Situations
- Talks about their look
- Being talked to by someone new
- Moogles
- Abuse of children
- Lalafel
- Long stares when in it's stable form
- Pompous and haughty people
- Tea
- Being awake
- Likes the color Gobbiebag Brown
- Loves Triple Cream Coffee
- Often found on the front lawn of Roar Deal Trading Co.
- Daydreaming in the constant quiet of the ward
- Alignment: Lawful Neutral
- Unyielding - A relentless force, Ash will usually keep throwing herself at her target or opponent, no matter how many times she is knocked unconscious or receives painful wounds.
- Hardy - Able to take wounds and damage in varying degrees, thanks to the aetherochemical corruption steeling their bones and vitals to endure more harm than the common fighter.
- Jack of Martial Trades - Spending many years traveling from lands across Eorzea and beyond, Ash has learned several ways of war allowing her to change her weaponry at ease, although not mastering any.
- Boundless Energy - Since Ash spends most her time idle or sleeping, once the time comes for combat or activities Ash shows large reserves of energy. This allows her to participate in activities for extended times, an unexpected feat for one so lazy and bored.
- Pessimist - Ash will always think the worse of any situation even if the signs show that all is going well.
- Secretive - Reserved and deeply introverted. Ash finds it difficult to join in activities, or even trust people with any information about herself.
- Lazy - Oft to just sit about and complain about just sitting about and complaining.
- Indecisive - It takes Ash a very long time to decide what to do, often finding some means of distraction before coming back to the matter at hand, rather than being lost in indecision.
HistoryAsh was not born, but was instead a failed experiment undertaken by a rogue scientist using ancient Allag science and facilities on Azys Lla. The intent had been to create a warrior based on varying traits from different races, tribes, creeds and agencies. A band of passer-by adventurers clashed with Garlean forces, fighting throughout the floating warships and into the main ship, causing various containment breaches, releasing all experiments, old and new. Ash took this chance to rush out of the cages, incubation pods, and out of the ship to safety. Once back to the mainlands, Ash began to notice changes with their body. Hardened body and scales, vastly increased physical strength, and most surprising of all, sudden and varying transformations. She found she was capable of dramatically shifting the appearance of her person, from body type, gender, height; all seemingly on a whim. Now free of the mad scientist's experiments and now host to newfound strengths and strange abnormalities, she has been struggling to find meaning, a purpose in life beyond what she was created for. Despite exhausting many avenues, the search for any meaningful purpose eludes her. So far, leading a life of combat and helping people whenever possible is the only thing she feels is close to having any significant meaning, serving as motivation to continue. However, regardless of the positive outcomes from this combat, she feels increasingly that this way of life was not the purpose she was meant for. Now lost as to what to do, she leads a monotonous and bland life, just waiting for some sort of purpose to inspire her. She yearns for something fun, beyond the brief moments of joy she shares with her friends and FC members. Even venturing out of the housing ward she is so used to lazing in seems exciting. She dares to visit the cities she is so uncomfortable with; to glimpse what the populace are up to in the hustle and bustle of urban life.
Being the experimental offspring of unhampered scientific progress Ash's memories are not her own. In her long periods of isolated self thought when she is bored or idle for too long visions of shades of people or memories wash over her, seen through various eyes of the people that have been melded together into one. Fighting on the frontline in the Eorzean conflict, running free with a brother or possibley a lover in the open air of the Steppes. Sometimes the sights of the back alleys and forgotten corners of cities where they fight in illegal pits to the boisterous sounds of nobility, smirking, tossing coins to the barker for a better performance or the deafening silence of the Twelveswood in the witching hour as the sounds of otherwordly beings commit deeds of horror in the dark. Ash tries to pick apart what might be their original memories to find some sense of self in the constant genetic shifting that has yet to see some pause in the summers past since her freedom from Azys Lla.
OOC Information- Blatant disregard for FFXIV's lore.
- Changing my character to fit your plot.
- Maiming (I don't mind fighting and scars, but don't be lopping off limbs because you want to).
- Anime Power-Up time is a Pass for me.
- Will help if Tank is needed for general content.
- Can meet up with me anywhere, really. Just send a tell and we'll see how it goes.
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