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The Gang
The Soldier
My main, Fyrilsunn Fiandoensyn. Â A Maelstrom vet with over 19 years of combative experience, a warriors soul crystal around his neck, and an axe larger than most hyur, he's an intimidating son of a bitch. Â But appearances can be deceiving. Â The man is incredibly kind, to the point of nearly being selfless. Â Always willing to help someone in need for the price of a pint and a tale afterwards: be it stopping street thugs, or pummeling primals, he's game. Â
The Inventor
Growing up in a traditional Dunesfolk Nomadic family, Jujuwai is a bit... rustic. Â He, his three brothers, and one sister, all grew up roaming Thanalan upon the backs of a herd of adamantoise, and it often shows in his mannerisms. Â However, thanks to the firm insistence and efforts of his mother, he and his siblings where all educated. Â Following the calamity, the family was forced to stop their nomadic ways for a time, and take refuge in Ul'dah, where they all took up various jobs in order to sustain themselves. Â In the instance of Jujuwai, this was an apprenticeship with an engineer of the Garlond Ironworks. Â Years later, Jujuwai has come into his own as an engineer and mechanic, working in the employ of the Foreign Levies of the Maelstrom as support staff: repairing and creating devices to help them fight the good fight.
The Professor
Hailing from the Western Highlands of Coerthas, Aulsoix Claimane is a scholar of thaumaturgy, archaeology, history, and any other topics what happen to grab the interest of his infinitely curious mind. He keeps his personal life mostly to himself, preferring general anonymity. Â He currently works in the employ of the Thaumaturges Guild of Ul'dah, where he specializes in the handling of dangerous artifacts: often being sent out to retrieve them to be brought back to the ossuarry for safe keeping and study. Â He has been known to teach classes at various institutions around Eorzia, and even takes on the occasional pupil, educating them in the thaumaturgical arts. Â
Upon first meeting, he is impeccably polite and cordial, if a bit distant. Â Often coming across as cold, it is likely a byproduct of his Ishgardian upbringing. Â However, as one gets to know him, he has been known to loosen up on occasion; typically with a glass of wine in hand.
The Shaman
Styrmoeya Hymronthsyn is not your typical run of the mill conjurer. Â Hailing from the isles of the North Sea, he is what his people call a Styrmgreh, or Storm Calmer. Â His purpose, to guide and protect his tribes vessels from the elements. Â
He has been stranded in Eorzia for nearly four years now, after a rogue wave he was ill prepared to face swallowed his ship and crew in the middle of the night. Â He has been struggling ever since. Â Upon the surface, a stoic man with purpose. Â But beneath that front lies a lost young man, failed in his purpose and far from home.
The Soldier
My main, Fyrilsunn Fiandoensyn. Â A Maelstrom vet with over 19 years of combative experience, a warriors soul crystal around his neck, and an axe larger than most hyur, he's an intimidating son of a bitch. Â But appearances can be deceiving. Â The man is incredibly kind, to the point of nearly being selfless. Â Always willing to help someone in need for the price of a pint and a tale afterwards: be it stopping street thugs, or pummeling primals, he's game. Â
The Inventor
Growing up in a traditional Dunesfolk Nomadic family, Jujuwai is a bit... rustic. Â He, his three brothers, and one sister, all grew up roaming Thanalan upon the backs of a herd of adamantoise, and it often shows in his mannerisms. Â However, thanks to the firm insistence and efforts of his mother, he and his siblings where all educated. Â Following the calamity, the family was forced to stop their nomadic ways for a time, and take refuge in Ul'dah, where they all took up various jobs in order to sustain themselves. Â In the instance of Jujuwai, this was an apprenticeship with an engineer of the Garlond Ironworks. Â Years later, Jujuwai has come into his own as an engineer and mechanic, working in the employ of the Foreign Levies of the Maelstrom as support staff: repairing and creating devices to help them fight the good fight.
The Professor
Hailing from the Western Highlands of Coerthas, Aulsoix Claimane is a scholar of thaumaturgy, archaeology, history, and any other topics what happen to grab the interest of his infinitely curious mind. He keeps his personal life mostly to himself, preferring general anonymity. Â He currently works in the employ of the Thaumaturges Guild of Ul'dah, where he specializes in the handling of dangerous artifacts: often being sent out to retrieve them to be brought back to the ossuarry for safe keeping and study. Â He has been known to teach classes at various institutions around Eorzia, and even takes on the occasional pupil, educating them in the thaumaturgical arts. Â
Upon first meeting, he is impeccably polite and cordial, if a bit distant. Â Often coming across as cold, it is likely a byproduct of his Ishgardian upbringing. Â However, as one gets to know him, he has been known to loosen up on occasion; typically with a glass of wine in hand.
The Shaman
Styrmoeya Hymronthsyn is not your typical run of the mill conjurer. Â Hailing from the isles of the North Sea, he is what his people call a Styrmgreh, or Storm Calmer. Â His purpose, to guide and protect his tribes vessels from the elements. Â
He has been stranded in Eorzia for nearly four years now, after a rogue wave he was ill prepared to face swallowed his ship and crew in the middle of the night. Â He has been struggling ever since. Â Upon the surface, a stoic man with purpose. Â But beneath that front lies a lost young man, failed in his purpose and far from home.