OttoVann

This. I have no idea what Im doing in RP almost all of the time, but I'm also very much not afraid to make threads about it, or ask Linkshells I am in to get my ideas torn up and put back together to be feasible. Just ask folks.

I am definitely going to revisit the cutscenes from Lancer / Goon now. I did a lot of lancer leveling in P4 Beta and right at launch and gave it up since low level lancer is worse than cancer and became black mage etc etc history. But yeah, I'm just finding (through no fault of anyones) a lack of RP that doesn't involve intrepid heroes. Very little business RP, though the RP I have found in relation to Otto taking on special commissions and business has been A+. I'm just trying to take Otto into a divergent direction, he is 28 after all. Maybe I can build a little intrigue when people wonder why he isn't in the thick of politics non-stop, and / or he gets 'pulled out of retirement' for some plot involving Syndicate who knows. He wont change much, he just needs a new hobby that doesn't involving thrusting in the bedroom and snorting coke.

Very interesting stuff thanks Warren.

Im not wanting to be a dragoon IC, I want to read up on the lore though and figure out what to take and leave behind.

Ive done some searching here at work but I can't find like a wiki page or long informative article on Dragoon Lore for FFXIV. Any help? I'm going to eventually have Otto 'lite-retire' from business and just start being a Bruce Wayne by day - spear wielder by night sort of thing. I'll need to figure out ways to avoid becoming Mary Sue and OP as well so any advice on that would be grand. edit: I am really NOT trying to become a dragoon - I was just interested in their lore so I could see if there was anything I could / should incorporate or just stick to Lancer-esque stuff. I've said in the past Otto 'knows' how to swing a spear around but its all Academic knowledge and not at all practical.

Part of my private collection. Hanging above my bed. I hope Otto is in this collection.

Otto mulls over her words and thinks of the best way to move forward. "Have you considered hiring a courtesan to show you how to maneuver in the bedroom?" Otto takes a gloved hand and runs it over his scalp, perfectly brushed and combed. "As for my hair...I am naturally bald. I don't shave my head. I am only 28 truth be told, but that was long enough and it fell out. I'm rather fond of the look though." "And please by all means, continue to ask questions about me. Something you must learn is how to be a good listener. Still this is a good start, your clearly hearing me and showing it."

Evangeline nods stiffly, and pulls out a notebook, jotting down a few sentences before tanking a seat. "Interesting..." She mutters for a moment. "Lea..." She leans forward, "If you go out with me again... I will make love to you." Otto looks away to the side, smiling as he chuckles deeply - suppressing laughter. He reaches forward to his drink that he has left on the table, sipping from it as he continues trying not to laugh. He sets the glass back on the table with a crack, distracted and out of form. "Phew. Ok so thats...not the best way to court someone like Leanne I can imagine. I admire your openness and forthcoming with your sexual desires - a lot of women get looked down on by that at times. However, lets focus on interesting things about you for now. Going straight for the bedroom will get you nowhere fast." "Lets stop thinking that I am Leanne, just talk to me Evangeline. Drop the politics and tell me more about you. Or practice asking about others, such as myself. People want to talk about themselves."

Otto noticably cringes, but quickly lets the expression go as he tries to be positive with the wild-eyed woman. Turning his head to angle while he thinks, he considers her words. "You know that first part wasn't so bad. I myself have said similar things to those when I was trying to flatter or just be friendly / flirtatious on a non-serious note." "However...it would be better to say something like....'Are you busy right now?'." "Once they tell you whether they are or aren't is when you would ask them to dinner but much more casually. You're too formal to the point of it being awkward and maybe even stifling." "Now that we have that out of the way, why don't you make yourself sound interesting? Take a seat, give me something to make me want to be here a second time."

Otto rolls his eyes heavily as he looks to the side, finding more interest in anything than the conversation at hand for the moment. Without a doubt the woman in front of him is legitimately insane. Its easy to throw that word around but when someone sits and talks about themselves so freely with people they swear to kill, it makes you wonder. People like this are dangerous if only because they themselves never know where they stand, not truly. Still, even if she dangerous mostly to herself and her close friends - why not help her? She might benefit from being taught how to speak at a dinner table, she might even find an actual purpose outside of intentionally disruptive behavior. "Alright. Don't take me wrong Leanne is a fine choice of a woman. She is a gifted singer, independent to a fault, and indeed a free spirit. She even has a bit of a criminal streak if rumors are to be believed but I can't verify that and her private business is mostly inconsequential to me." The waitress returns with a pair of drinks. Whisky, ground sugar and a slice of orange with ice. I wonder how Evangeline will handle it. Otto regards the woman momentarily with a slight nod "Thank you dear. I'll have my usual for the both of us." She doesn't wait or need to say anything, she turns and leaves as soon as she arrived which gives me the freedom to regard Eva again. "Pretend I was Leanne for a moment, entertain me and make me want to say yes to a second date." "Any loud mouthed Ishgard-branded heretic can get a first date with just about anything and anyone she wants if she is fair and dressed well. Make me want to have a second one with you."

Keeps his lazy and open posture with his free arm propped on the table before them. As soon as she finishes speaking about her habits and hobbies he immediately speaks while waving his hand to the side dismissively "Unless you're going back home anytime soon, you should stop identifying as some sort of Ish-Noble. Regardless of whether they may be hated or even viewed as enemies, it doesn't matter that you we're born into a high family. Not here in Ul'Dah. Even 'nobility' in a city like this is largely irrelevant. Once you get used to that idea it will be easier to deal with 'common' people like me, your everyday Syndicate man." Otto would sigh curtly as he looks to Evangeline "Have you ever had relations with a woman before? Slept with one at least? Or a man? Also I find it...strange you're so open with attraction to a Miqo woman considering your heritage." "Keep in mind I am not trying to embarass you I am just trying to figure out how best to get you to learn to even socialize whether it be romantic or otherwise."

It's been said that the cross-race issues will be touched upon or detailed in 3.0 Heavensward. So your saying Kerwin x Otto could have children...in the future perhaps. Ruh roh.

Can different races crossbreed? Answer: Yes, but it is rare...and often difficult due to cultural differences, etc. which is why you don't see it often. The lore team has informed me that there will be future quests/events that touch on this and other issues, such as love and marriage. http://forum.square-enix.com/ffxiv/threads/32685-Questions-related-to-Lore?p=490835&viewfull=1#post490835

Otto relaxes in his chair, slouching as he hangs an arm over the back of the chair with a crossed leg. He looks across the table to the woman and studies her for a moment. Fair skin, fair face, hair is kept well enough though she has a wild look in her eyes. She has a marking on her face and if I recall correctly it was given to her by Ishgardians. Breaking the silence he speaks to her “Alright. Lets start with who you are. Age, where your from, things like that.”

Otto soaks in the small spectacle before him before clearing his throat. He starts to walk from the elevator towards the bar and few tables that the Airship Landing had for guests. Before he departs the pair who are catching up he bows slightly and says "I'll see you at the table 'Gel'. As you for Alienne, a pleasure to meet you." With that he turns and walks to a dining table - finally ridding himself of the folding table the woman had used to hold her sign in the market as he sets it down with care and takes his seat. He holds up a hand to the bartender, getting his attention easily enough to indicate for a server to come to the table. He has come here often enough now that his usuals are well known and he gets quick service. The waitress, a fair and young Miqo woman with golden colored eyes and tamed hair recognizes him and doesn't bother to ask what he wants as she stops midway in her approach to the table. This lets Otto think undisturbed about Leanne, the Elezen woman's target.

Who is that babe in blue ;o

Otto takes to removing his red lensed glasses, placing them in his breast pocket. He squints momentarily as his eyes adjust to the scene in front of him. He is unsure if the ape comment is directed towards him but instantly dismisses it all the same as he puts on his affable smile and follows the Elezen woman out of the lift. He notes that she was called 'Gel' as he takes to giving a small nod of a bow towards the other woman called Alienne. Otto listens to the last of 'Gel's' words, finding humor in 'accidentally' trying to get a woman in bed. “Well, it sounds like you do need work. Good evening Alienne my name is Otto.” He inspects her entourage for a moment, impressed enough with their capacity to have followers dressed as this.

"I heard you not to worry. You got your mind set on a woman. Women aren't all their hyped up to be either, as you well know." The lift stops rather abruptly after it started to slow only a little, jarring its precious passenger and his student. Otto steps forward to open the gate with one hand, the other still clutching the table under his arm. "You should give me an idea of who your after, or why your after them. First lets get off this lift and get some food." he trails off his words with a gesture of the head to the opened lift doors to let her walk out ahead of him.

Otto waits for the lift to arrive and enters at the gesture of the attendant not immediately replying to her. As they enter the door closed and the lift lurches upward before turning into a smoother ascent. He looks up towards the gate and ceiling as they continue to climb to the docks and finally speaks "Forget your books. What matters is being a good speaker and listener. But mostly a listener. All men like most things most women have to offer them. Its about presentation and you sorely lack it."

Otto moves to the right of the churning crowd, following the flow up and headed towards the Quicksand. As they leave the exchange he secures her table under his arms more fully as they walk. Away from the crowd where he can more clearly hear her he speaks back to her "Picking up a table is nothing, even you can do it. Most women don't give a shit about raw strength I'd be surprised if you do." As they keep walking they round the streets just past the Gate of Nald and head up the Ruby Road Exchange towards the lift. "We are headed to the Airship Landing. I take it you've been there before. Its the only place I'll enjoy meals at or from in this city now." As they approach the lift attendant he stops and turns to her "I hope you at least have table manners"

Rolls his eyes as he exhales. The woman is either quite bad or acting and he would know soon enough. He bends down at picks up her folding metal table and starts to awkwardly fold it at first before getting the gist of the hinges as he folds it neatly enough. "Technique doesn't matter if you can't hold a conversation. Come, fetch your bag and lets go."

Inhales deeply, his shoulders rising as falling in the sudden acknowledgment of the work he faced if he cared to play along with the woman. With pursed lips he shakes his head a moment before replying "Well here and now isn't the appropriate place. Look at you, ready to take me on as if I posed a threat. What do you even want? Just to get a man in your bed or are you looking for more?" "We should get dinner sometime and sit you down where its more peaceful...than the hustle and bustle of the Exchanges of Ul'Dah"

Otto drops the cloth sign , a crooked expression on his face as he regards her fully. He mulls over his ideas and the uses this woman could have for him and finally nods once as he speaks "Of course I am. However, a place like this isn't very suitable to teach such things" he says as he tilts his head back indicated the crowd and overall atmosphere. "When do we start?"

Why not branch off a bit? Otto is a fashion designer in that he makes clothes and jewelry. He doesnt call himself a weaver or a goldsmith. Why not work up carpentry/blacksmithing and be a house architect?

(Im sorry I dont know what to say! Forum RP is 3hard ._. )