Ehla holds him in high regard and speaks well of him to others, though the two always seem to be squabbling when they are together. From an outsider's perspective, their relationship seems to be rather one-sided and perhaps bordering on inappropriate from the way Ehla goes on about him.
From Ehla's perspective, Lahza was forced to sacrifice home and clan in order to care for the burden the Seeker thrust on-- well, in her. Though it's plain her mother loves her unconditionally, Ehla works tirelessly to prove her worth, to prove that this burden her mother shoulders was worth all the pain and sacrifice.
Firewater. She made off with a satchel of chocobo eggs during the chaos of the Calamity, rescued, she claims, from the burning stables. Firewater was the only chick to hatch from the clutch but instead of returning him to Bentbranch, she kept the bird to raise as her companion. They share a close bond and Ehla treats him as if he were her own child, occasionally allowing him to stay in her quarters at the Still Shore instead of the stables.
One would think that with Ehla's disposition, she wouldn't have the patience for the sport. On the contrary, Ehla finds fishing very therapeutic and she's been known to disappear for weeks on fishing ventures in order to clear her mind after distressing events.
When she was sixteen, she married an Ishgardian and lived on the outskirts very, very briefly before his unfortunate and completely unforeseen tumble down the Witchdrop. The people were as inhospitable as the land, and there were dragons, and it was cold. The Professor had told her there were unicorns there, but he lied. She hated it.
When company business calls her there, she always seems to be on edge.
One swallowed her as a girl and she had to be cut free from its stomach. If she sees one, she wants to kill it so that no child should have to suffer what she went through.
Blood in the water sends her into a feeding frenzy. She targets them specifically, either to drag them down or to build them up as a means to an end.
The natives of the Shroud were never known for their kind, inclusive nature. Only in recent years have they begun to grudgingly accept the wave of new adventurers passing through their gates. Ehla has suffered from their nature and is particularly protective of Duskwight, having watched them suffer far worse for simply being at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Though lowborn, Ehla possesses a keen intelligence and sharp wit about her. Perhaps it is because she is lowborn, she craves for knowledge and desperately seeks to prove herself as something better than the mutt from the farmlands.
A strength, if only because it is an art she has practiced and honed long before she ever lifted a grimoire. A necessity to survival, she would claim, and it may have been so with her upbringing. Keepers were just a touch more tolerated than those damnable Duskwight, and even as a child, Ehla could sense the way they regarded her and her mother with suspicion. It was early in her youth that she learned to don a mask, play a part, lower their guard, wheedle into their good graces. Become beloved, trusted, then twist, twist, twist around her finger.
■Loyal Her trust is hard earned but once she has chosen a person to devote herself to, she remains steadfast in her loyalty.
■Sympathetic Not entirely heartless, there are a few things that easily garner her sympathy: children, damaged women, and the under-privileged. Much of her sympathy lies with the "Beast Tribes" of Eorzea and she despises the term, referring to them as "Tribes" or "The Tribal People" instead. Sylphs hold a dear and important place in her heart. Much of her childhood was spent wandering the forest and aiding them in their mischief, playing unusual but harmless pranks on fellow farmers. They and, by extension, the forest guardian Ramuh will always have her loyalty and she is quick to defend their actions.
She is a school yard bully, and relentless once she has sunk her teeth into a victim. From subtle slights, to outright low blows, she aims for the best way to burrow beneath a person's skin and will not yield until it becomes a tired shtick or she finds another poor soul to torment.
What one would call lies, Ehla would call embellishments. She's been known to twist stories, exaggerate details, or wildly speculate about how events unfolded and claim them as truth.
Despite their bigotry, Ehla is loyal to the Shroud and has taken many of their insults to heart, accepting them as truths. It is bad enough to be a savage Miqo'te and even worse to be a mutt of the two, never belonging to either tribe. She longs to be something else-- a Hyur, an Elezen, even a full blooded Keeper would do if she could live among the clan. Much of what she internalizes is taken out on other Miqo'te, assuming them to be simple and savage until proven otherwise.
Ehla loves to love and be loved. She is addicted to the flutter of falling in love and has been known to string along several men at a time, weeding them out, devoting herself entirely to The One, and then leaving them flat once the novelty of a new relationship wears off. Only two weeks after meeting Kris, the pair eloped and carried on with an intense passion for one another before their untempered flame, burning big and bright, was extinguished. There was no proper mourning period and she carried on with a renewed intensity, tirelessly searching for something, someone to fill a void in her life.
It will pierce your ears and send chills running up your spine.
She hails from the Shroud, where they worship trees and perform elaborate ceremonies in order to please their fickle Elementals. Of course, that sticks with her. She delights in stories of the occult, but also remains fearful of higher powers, occasionally relying on old and odd Gridanian traditions to protect her from the being's wrath.
There's a youthful aura about her, from the way she rocks from heel to toe, to the impishly insolent grin that seems to linger. Freckles cover her entire body, messily splattered across her cheeks, nose, and shoulders. A number of mundane scars mar her skin, most of their stories forgotten, but the most notable and freshest ones are the gruesome, sunken claw marks down her back, inflicted by an Ahriman.
The Coral Sea
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