Race: Mi'qote
Gender: Female
Interest(s): Martial Arts, travelling, eating, and drinking
Hobby(ies): Brewing alcohol, travelling, eating (Yes she counts eating as a hobby)
Profession(s): Adventurer (Blacklisted from the adventurer's guild for causing repeated collateral damage)
Personality: Ayarun is a good hearted individual, but unfortunately not a very smart one. She acts on whims and instinct more than any sort of thought process. She is perfectly content to spend her days in the wilderness, hunting for survival and training to become a stronger martial artist. Social etiquette tends to confuse her, and she's gotten in trouble before for not knowing how to behave in public. However, she loves meeting people, and will happily risk life and limb to help someone whom she has never met.
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Goal(s): Ayarun doesn't make long-term goals. She lives in the moment always. However, if offered a chance to learn about mi'qote and their culture, she'd probably jump at it-- how much information sticks and how much goes out the other ear could be a subject for debate.
Background/Story: Ayarun was born to a Mi'qote clan near southern Thanalan. When she was around three years old however, an amal'jaa raiding party attacked a trade caravan that her and her parents were a part of. A stray arrow struck the young Ayarun and she was left for dead. The rest of the caravan was slain or captured. To Aya's good fortune, an old monk who deserted the Fists of Rhalgr during it's last days happened upon the wreck of the caravan, and the young mi'qote. He took her in, nursed her back to health, and raised her as his granddaughter. However it was not out of the kindness of his heart. Varrel wanted someone to carry on his legacy, and one day get revenge upon the empire and anyone else he believed brought the downfall of the Fists. Ayarun was taught from a young age how to fight, but not much else. Anything other than that would be too much knowledge for what he essentially equated to a tool. But, the old hyur passed away before anything could come of his training, and before Ayarun was old enough to realize he was doing her a great disservice. Until the calamity forced her out, she continued to live much how she always did inside her grandpa's hut. Hunting for her meals, training to become stronger, never questioning the lessons her beloved (And two-faced) grandfather taught her.
Then the calamity came, and that old hut fell with most of the rest of Eorzea. Ayarun had no choice but to leave. Ever since then she's been wandering, and learning that the world is far more wonderful, interesting, confusing, and terrible than she ever could have imagined. She's had adventures, made and lost friends, and has grown as a fighter and as a person. But she still has her childish naivity and curiousity about the world around her, despite the fact that most of what she learns tends to sail over her head.
Personal question: Ayarun doesn't really understand the concept of being too proud to do a job, if someone needs her help she'll be there without a moment of hesitation. She doesn't even really care about gil. Being paid in food is far more rewarding to her. As for where I see this potentially going long-term, the sky's the limit. Romance is something that Ayarun doesn't really -get-. She's never had anyone she felt for in a romantic sense. That could always change, although if something like that'd happen it'd be far, far off in the future. More likely I see a relationship that starts off rocky, considering the opposite nature of Valic and Aya, that may eventually turn into grudging respect, and then into a close friendship.
Some pluses:Â Well, Ayarun isn't an au ra nor does she have any particular interest in magic. But an excuse to travel to new places will always get Ayarun excitedÂ
Gender: Female
Interest(s): Martial Arts, travelling, eating, and drinking
Hobby(ies): Brewing alcohol, travelling, eating (Yes she counts eating as a hobby)
Profession(s): Adventurer (Blacklisted from the adventurer's guild for causing repeated collateral damage)
Personality: Ayarun is a good hearted individual, but unfortunately not a very smart one. She acts on whims and instinct more than any sort of thought process. She is perfectly content to spend her days in the wilderness, hunting for survival and training to become a stronger martial artist. Social etiquette tends to confuse her, and she's gotten in trouble before for not knowing how to behave in public. However, she loves meeting people, and will happily risk life and limb to help someone whom she has never met.
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Goal(s): Ayarun doesn't make long-term goals. She lives in the moment always. However, if offered a chance to learn about mi'qote and their culture, she'd probably jump at it-- how much information sticks and how much goes out the other ear could be a subject for debate.
Background/Story: Ayarun was born to a Mi'qote clan near southern Thanalan. When she was around three years old however, an amal'jaa raiding party attacked a trade caravan that her and her parents were a part of. A stray arrow struck the young Ayarun and she was left for dead. The rest of the caravan was slain or captured. To Aya's good fortune, an old monk who deserted the Fists of Rhalgr during it's last days happened upon the wreck of the caravan, and the young mi'qote. He took her in, nursed her back to health, and raised her as his granddaughter. However it was not out of the kindness of his heart. Varrel wanted someone to carry on his legacy, and one day get revenge upon the empire and anyone else he believed brought the downfall of the Fists. Ayarun was taught from a young age how to fight, but not much else. Anything other than that would be too much knowledge for what he essentially equated to a tool. But, the old hyur passed away before anything could come of his training, and before Ayarun was old enough to realize he was doing her a great disservice. Until the calamity forced her out, she continued to live much how she always did inside her grandpa's hut. Hunting for her meals, training to become stronger, never questioning the lessons her beloved (And two-faced) grandfather taught her.
Then the calamity came, and that old hut fell with most of the rest of Eorzea. Ayarun had no choice but to leave. Ever since then she's been wandering, and learning that the world is far more wonderful, interesting, confusing, and terrible than she ever could have imagined. She's had adventures, made and lost friends, and has grown as a fighter and as a person. But she still has her childish naivity and curiousity about the world around her, despite the fact that most of what she learns tends to sail over her head.
Personal question: Ayarun doesn't really understand the concept of being too proud to do a job, if someone needs her help she'll be there without a moment of hesitation. She doesn't even really care about gil. Being paid in food is far more rewarding to her. As for where I see this potentially going long-term, the sky's the limit. Romance is something that Ayarun doesn't really -get-. She's never had anyone she felt for in a romantic sense. That could always change, although if something like that'd happen it'd be far, far off in the future. More likely I see a relationship that starts off rocky, considering the opposite nature of Valic and Aya, that may eventually turn into grudging respect, and then into a close friendship.
Some pluses:Â Well, Ayarun isn't an au ra nor does she have any particular interest in magic. But an excuse to travel to new places will always get Ayarun excitedÂ
