Hydaelyn Role-Players

Whenever he is nervous, embarrassed or bashful it's not unusual for Graeham to rub the back of his neck. It's a habit he hasn't broken yet, even though he now usually has his hands clad in steel.

He's also - understandably - terrified of anything undead. His first real fight was against a reanimated corpse and it haunts his dreams to this day. He'll often eye corpses suspiciously and warily as if expecting them to rise up and attack him.

His 'end game' is to try and secure peace between Eorzea and Garlemald. One of his biggest fears is that those like himself with Garlean blood in their veins will be persecuted and executed if Ala Mhigo is liberated - even in the case of innocent civilians and children.

Delial is a terrible dancer, but she loves dancing. She is a far better singer, but she hates singing.

She has a soft spot for babies and is both mystified and terrified of the prospect of maybe someday having one of her own. They're so small and pitiful and if you drop one it'll probably break!

Animals put her on edge. She is secretly convinced that they will somehow deem her a Terrible Person and go out of their way to be difficult, so if she has the choice, she will leave handling them to other people. Even her own chocobo, Vigil, has always been very testy with her and seemed to prefer the company of others.

The easiest way to get on her good side is to bring her offerings: bottles of wine, books, beautiful little things. They don't even have to be worth anything. She just likes to imagine she commands that sort of presence that others would bring her gifts before seeking her words or her wisdom or whatever else they might want. It's an ego thing, probably.

Quirky traits...

Aiswynd is extremely intimidated by the concept of tending to and growing plants, but every plant he has taken care of has ended up in better health than before due to having a natural green thumb

He also can mimic the purring sounds of a happy coeurl kitten

Cecilia keeps a small journal filled entirely with bawdy songs and and incredibly graphic dirty poetry that she writes herself. She guards this journal with her life and would see it destroyed before she allowed anyone else to read it.

When she is certain she is alone and out of earshot of others, she will say out loud some of the worst language she can think of. This includes curses to make a Lominsan blush, incredibly dirty innuendo, and some of the worst racial slurs she can think of. She sees this as a kind of cathartic release.

Though she puts on a kind and friendly face in public, she automatically assumes everyone she meets is stupid until proven otherwise.

D'aito Kuji is highly protective of her tail as it was severed when she was a child and was fortunately reattached.  Anyone tugging on her tail as a joke would likely have to deal with her ax at their throat.

Jay loves a good joke of any type. Puns make her laugh the hardest.

She has a fat cat named Lump. She is her therapy animal.

Jay is very fond of small children and enjoys spending time with them and teaching them.

Her old fighting style involved a lot of kicking similar to Taekwondo. Since her accident, it has evolved to a style involving pushes and avoidance similar to Tai Chi.

She is terrified of the void and anything even remotely involving it.

L'yhta:

• Is obsessed with her appearance, particularly for an adventurer, and will agonize over what to wear (and what should be enchanted during synthesis) as well as even the slightest callous, bruise, or scar. She's willing to go to considerable lengths to get rid of them.
  
• Carries around a bag of candied fruits that she snacks on.
  
• Has never had a very good conception of gil and will regularly grossly overpay for minor services, much to the chagrin of her retainer.
  
• Enjoys drawing, despite being terrible at it. She would die of embarrassment if anyone saw her "art" journal.
  
• Is deathly afraid of being alone, despite spending a lot of time by herself. She couldn't bear to have no place to call home and no adopted family to go back to.
  
• Emits more exclamation marks in one day than some do in their entire lives, and punctuates sentences with "you know," "right," and "okay."
  

EDIT: Heh, I forgot her most obvious and well-known quirk.

Very early in his time in Thanalan's mercenary armies (pre-Flames), as a very green recruit his fellow recruits played a prank on him. Erik, who was until this time had only lived in the north (Ala Mhigo/Gridania), had gone to bed in his tent, only to wake up the next morning, his tent full of calm Cactaur. Calm until he screamed like a little girl and spooked the mobs. He was in the medical tent for hours removing the needles. Not his proudest moment, to this day he is scared of needles and phobic of cactaurs.

Some of the funniest rpes I've had with him is in the GS where he is very fearful/suspicious of the tux wearing cactaurs walking about.

- Nathan has no idea who his father is, or what the man might have looked like, except that he was a big guy. His mother refused to say anything more, and no one else in his (now lost) family troupe knew anything.

- He has recently adopted the black kitten that used to follow him around, naming it "Minuet"

- Nathan is rather pacifistic. While he is not entirely opposed to violence, he will make every attempt to find a non-violent solution to any situation he is in...

- ...unless someone takes or damages his lute. This offense bypasses all charm or good nature he has, and leaves him remembering that he is a very large, fit, and strong individual who actually does know how to brawl better than most people even suspect.

- He has developed a strong dislike for the taste of pumpkins after a drinking contest that went poorly.

-Orleans is usually seen reading a book.  They aren't military treatises, tactical manuals, or books from famous warriors.  His usual fare is poetry and philosophy, with a healthy dose of legal opinions to keep him current.

-Orleans carries business cards calling him an "Assets and Personnel Management Consultant."  He treats his job like a business, to the point of keeping accurate tax books on all taxable income, always asking for receipts so he can write off what's legal, but he even asks for receipts for what isn't legal so he can keep accurate records.

-Orleans was actually born to criminal enterprise as a pirate.  However, as it turns out, his job in that capacity wasn't just as the thug he is today.  Orleans has degrees in maritime and criminal law and in finance, and were he to renew his license, he would be a certified attorney.

-Orleans dislikes having discussions with a door open, even if there is no chance of being heard outside it... or even if the discussion is perfectly innocent.

-Orleans maintains insurance policies on all his "employees" and tends to insure his ventures in some capacity, as long as he can still conceal their sometimes illegal natures.

-Orleans has a love of Benedictine, but can't often find it.  To him, the mark of a bar worth anything is whether they have Benedictine.  Should they not, Orleans instantly distrusts the establishment's basic ability to function; it's just a "hole in a wall".

-Despite having many of his companions and employees as Miqo'te, Orleans instinctively dislikes and distrusts them.  He instinctively assumes they are unprofessional and prone to flashes of emotional fancy.

-Orleans instinctively leans back and crosses his legs when sitting at a table, as a learned habit to hide his height.  Orleans is shockingly tall for an Elezen, topping seven foot nine.  This makes sure he's a bit less conspicuous in public and less identifiable on sight.

-The brand of cigar Orleans smokes is thin and black, but few know it's imported from a loyalist Garlean artisan.  Orleans maintains an account under a black alias to be able to import Garlean goods (it's actually one of the ways he makes money).

-Most warriors have sheathes for hidden knives, but Orleans might be the only one with a concealed sheath for a steel-barreled and durable fountain pen, in case he needs to sign something or write official correspondence while armored.  In fact, he is never without a pen, to a rather strange degree.  Even when showering, he keeps a pen in a case with his towel.

I like this quirk because it has grown organically from RP

Orrin has a dislike of the shroud in all aspects. He dislikes the elementals, finding their rules and temperament capricious and arbitrary, he does /not/ like the idea of stepping on the wrong ant will curse him with woodsin for generations. Given the harshness of Ishgardian Orthodoxy, you know its bad when he can't put up with it.

He also dislikes it as a battlefield, thickets and brambles, dense canopies, A dragoon's nightmare, barely enough room to jump or maneuver and not many ways to land back down safely. He feels like his wings are clipped when he can't see the sky.

• Sigurd hates when his hair flutters over his forehead and despises bangs on people.  A terrible figure in his past had long bangs.
  
  
• Sigurd has a weakness for blond/platinum haired women and men - to the point he'll go out of his way to introduce himself to them.
  
  
• He hates red blend wines with a passion, as they are often made from lower quality grapes and cater to simple tastes. 
  
  
• He enjoys creating nicknames for certain people and tends to call the person exclusively by the nickname once it enters his mind. 
  
  
• He is a very touchy person, even around people he has no interest in, whatsoever - his favorite nervous habit is tapping his fingers across a person's back or shoulders.
  
  

When gravid, Verad prefers cool, dry nesting locations in defiance of Duskwight cultural norms for egg-laying season.

Okhi hides a book and flask on her at all times.

For John he gets drunk and he ends up in someone's lap telling them how nice they are.  His other quirky habit is that if he is sound asleep and someone sits down beside his he'll latch on to them and cuddle but the moment he wakes up and realize what he is doing then he'll dive away from the an apologize about doing that if it's a stranger.  If it's someone he knows then he'll slowly pull away unless they tell him that they are ok with him cuddling them.