Momi Zaya

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 Momi Zaya
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Gender Female
Race Au Ra
Clan Xaela
Citizenship Unaffiliated
Age 20
very very wip
(i dont think "work in progress" counts if i dont progress...)
History
Born to the chief of a relatively wealthy and underpopulated Doman clan, Zaya. The Zaya clan trained its clan members, male or female, from a young age the way of the lance and horse. Once fully-trained and grown, these men and women would travel to surrounding clans at war with each other and join the conflict as mercenaries in units of 60, usually on both sides, perpetuating wars and returning to their clan with profit by doing so. As a result of this lifestyle, the Zaya clan is heavily nomadic, traveling in large numbers and following frontlines in silence. At any given time, over half the clan is fighting for another clan's army.
Momi's father had ambitions for a more united and less warlike clan, wishing to end their questionable, dishonorable, and unethical ways. In order to secure reliable leadership for this reborn clan, he made sure that his daughter was properly educated in the strategic side of war and governance of a clan. As a result, Momi spent slightly less time in a saddle with a lance and more time taking lectures from one of her father's strategic advisors. Though she did become very capable as a rider and lancer, her place as planned for her was as an army commander and chieftess. Not long after she had entered adulthood, her father was assassinated in his sleep by an agent of unknown affiliation, and Momi found herself in her first real leadership position. By this point, the clan had mostly ended mercenary work, sending out less troops over time to organize and prepare a sizable army to carve themselves a border. Once all available troops (that didn't desert for personal riches) had returned, the army was organized, and with the persistent urging of her late father's strategic advisors, immediately began marching to lands of a nearby clan to which they often sold their services.
While most Zaya clan members had a great respect for their clan due to pride of their skill in combat, as mercenaries, they had little respect for authority. Unproven, Momi suffered the brunt of this. Subordinate commanders often disobeyed orders, plundering where they could on their way through hostile lands, and cursing Momi behind her back.
By the time her first large battle had come, her soldiers' loyalty was only to their direct commanders, and the commanders' to personal profit, power, and clan social status. The night before the battle, Momi had awoken in her tent at spear-point to a small group of her own soldiers, led by her spymaster. Out of respect for her father, they gave her the option to leave with nothing other than her horse, lance, and armor. While skilled in duels, and almost over-trained, she had almost no real combat experience, and no choice in the matter, accepting their deal. She planned to ride out a short distance away from where the battle was met, but due to the (possibly deliberate) inaccurate mapping by her former army's scouts, lost direction in the dark, overcast, and unknown territory. Frustrated and bitter, she wandered until she found a nearby clan willing to offer ferry services. It was there that she happened across a few of her clanmates planning on taking the ferry. Hiding, Momi learned that her clan had been almost annihilated in the battle due to poor leadership making risky orders, and that the army was told that Momi had deserted.
With her spirit crushed and nowhere to go, Momi snuck aboard a merchant vessel docked at the Doman port, headed for unknown lands. She survived by hiding among and stealing from the vessel's cargo. Eventually, the ship docked, and she was able to sneak out in the bustle of the disembarking ship and rushing dock workers. Momi later learned that the city she docked in was Limsa Lominsa, knowing this only because the word "Eorzea" was always at the tip of her mercenary clansmens' tongues.


Appearance
Momi is a light skinned Xaela woman. She wears a focused gaze with dull-golden colored eyes, limbal rings glowing a brighter gold, common to Au Ra. A light spatter of freckles spread themselves across Momi's face from cheek to cheek, across the bridge of her nose. Often, her brow is slightly creased in thought, reading her situation and surroundings before making a decision. She is slight of frame and tall for her kind, standing at 5 fulms and 4 ilms, while still physically fit enough to fare well in most combat she may encounter. Momi prefers to stay in her armor, partially because of "preventative measures" and partially because she lacks clothing of any decent quality. Due to this, her face is often hidden.


Personality
Momi is free in speech, saying what's on her mind at the moment with a Doman accent and may seem without tact at times to those she's close to. Cautious with strangers, she may seem cold to those she doesn't recognize. She walks with the long stride of a cavalryman and an air of concentration, going through motions swiftly when she has an objective in mind. Though she is proud of her clan, her betrayal has left her bitter and alert, often preparing for dangers that are nonexistent. As her father taught her, she admires the core values of honor and loyalty, and is welcoming to those she finds worthy of either.