So I've been thinking of a back story for my Miqo'te and wanted to know what you guys and gals think of it? Now, before I begin, I'm not too sure yet about the lore of the Miqo'te but I believe they are more of the tribal type if I'm correct. I hope someone could aid me in that as well hehe.Â
My character, Rakiba Venclaire grew up in a small village (Figuring out a name) within a forest away from Eorzea. Only being a mere child at the age of 4, he was learning what it meant to be a true warrior from his father and was always sent out into the wilderness on these trials that tested him in various aspects of survival. Though, not everything seemed like a training exercise to him as he saw it more as a chore and a game at times. Lugging around wood logs to gain strength, participating in races all the time with his friends to gain speed, and playing games of dodging rocks for eye-coordination... When he wasn't doing these things, he did spend a lot of time with one friend in particular, (Still figuring out her name) They would go out on walks, talk about the world and each other, and even just enjoy the night sky laying in the tall grass.Â
Everything seemed just perfect for Rakiba, until one tragic rainy night... Myths were told of a creature that was neither seen nor heard that caused destruction. No one knew it's name or knew it's motive for the slayings. They just witnessed the deaths of many loved ones and the ruins of homes they once had. Unfortunately, that creature paid a visit to Rakiba's village.Â
Rakiba was out in the forest in a state of thought, gazing upon the moon and stars above when he heard sounds of screams echoing through the trees. He sprinted as fast as he could back toward the village in hopes that his parents were safe as well as his friends. Upon arrival....all he saw was a place he once knew as a safe haven.. set aflame. He searched frantically for his parents only to find his mother impaled by a tree branch within his tent. Desperately trying to remove the branch that was pierced through her stomach it just caused her more pain. She stopped him from his efforts and just held out her hand looking up into his face knowing her last breath was near. (Still figuring out her last words) With tears rolling down his cheek in disbelief that this was all happening, he knew he had to escape to save his own life. He encountered his best friend while making a run toward the forest, holding onto her hand tightly as they sprinted together. Trees were being uprooted behind them from this creature of myth as the forest became destroyed. The power of this whirlwind caused Rakiba and his friend to be thrown off balance being in control of the wind as they were tossed about. Holding onto his friend's grasp she slipped a necklace into his hand as a reminder of her knowing her death was certain. Their grasp loosened as she screamed his name looking into his eyes one last time. He was thrown through tree branches into a ditch as the uprooted trees toppled over him entrapping him. His friend's cries were growing faint as he suffered in pain from the injuries going into an un-conscious state.Â
As the rain weathered away and the sun arose again...Rakiba awoken, crying and screaming trying to crawl out of the ditch. Just in the moment that everything he loved was taken from him..he looked up into the clouds and screamed not being able to accept the fact. (Rain now  causes his reminder of this moment and haunts him. In my Role-Play, I'd like that friend to be alive and meet him later in his life, maybe have a romantic interest as well. Also still figuring out how he gets to Eorzea.)Â
My character, Rakiba Venclaire grew up in a small village (Figuring out a name) within a forest away from Eorzea. Only being a mere child at the age of 4, he was learning what it meant to be a true warrior from his father and was always sent out into the wilderness on these trials that tested him in various aspects of survival. Though, not everything seemed like a training exercise to him as he saw it more as a chore and a game at times. Lugging around wood logs to gain strength, participating in races all the time with his friends to gain speed, and playing games of dodging rocks for eye-coordination... When he wasn't doing these things, he did spend a lot of time with one friend in particular, (Still figuring out her name) They would go out on walks, talk about the world and each other, and even just enjoy the night sky laying in the tall grass.Â
Everything seemed just perfect for Rakiba, until one tragic rainy night... Myths were told of a creature that was neither seen nor heard that caused destruction. No one knew it's name or knew it's motive for the slayings. They just witnessed the deaths of many loved ones and the ruins of homes they once had. Unfortunately, that creature paid a visit to Rakiba's village.Â
Rakiba was out in the forest in a state of thought, gazing upon the moon and stars above when he heard sounds of screams echoing through the trees. He sprinted as fast as he could back toward the village in hopes that his parents were safe as well as his friends. Upon arrival....all he saw was a place he once knew as a safe haven.. set aflame. He searched frantically for his parents only to find his mother impaled by a tree branch within his tent. Desperately trying to remove the branch that was pierced through her stomach it just caused her more pain. She stopped him from his efforts and just held out her hand looking up into his face knowing her last breath was near. (Still figuring out her last words) With tears rolling down his cheek in disbelief that this was all happening, he knew he had to escape to save his own life. He encountered his best friend while making a run toward the forest, holding onto her hand tightly as they sprinted together. Trees were being uprooted behind them from this creature of myth as the forest became destroyed. The power of this whirlwind caused Rakiba and his friend to be thrown off balance being in control of the wind as they were tossed about. Holding onto his friend's grasp she slipped a necklace into his hand as a reminder of her knowing her death was certain. Their grasp loosened as she screamed his name looking into his eyes one last time. He was thrown through tree branches into a ditch as the uprooted trees toppled over him entrapping him. His friend's cries were growing faint as he suffered in pain from the injuries going into an un-conscious state.Â
As the rain weathered away and the sun arose again...Rakiba awoken, crying and screaming trying to crawl out of the ditch. Just in the moment that everything he loved was taken from him..he looked up into the clouds and screamed not being able to accept the fact. (Rain now  causes his reminder of this moment and haunts him. In my Role-Play, I'd like that friend to be alive and meet him later in his life, maybe have a romantic interest as well. Also still figuring out how he gets to Eorzea.)Â
           I'll appreciate the assistance in helping this story develop! This is only a rough draft but I hope it's a nice start. Thank you! ^_^
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