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Name: Navir Sikrah
Age: 35 post DT (29 in ARR)
Pronouns: He/Him (Trans)
Nameday: 23rd Sun of the 4th Astral Moon (July 23rd)
Race: Half Keeper of the Moon Miqo'te / Half Midlander Hyur
Patron Saint: Oschon
(tw; mentions of physical abuse, sexual abuse, death)A man who only knows about his childhood by the stories his parents told, Navir is a half miqo'te born in Doma while his mother is a Thavnair native who was traveling across different regions. Eventually she met Navir's father, a man from a decently wealthy noble family from Monzen, a village right outside Doma Castle, and they eventually fell in love. For the first four years, Navir spent his time there, however, his parents soon started feeling the tension of Garlemald right near the doorsteps of Doma. Making a difficult decision, he and his parents left Yanxia, traveling to get to Kugane so they can make the journey to Eorzea, making a new home in the forests of Gridania where Navir lived out the rest of his childhood in a small cottage in the Black Shroud.Growing up, Navir grew to love exploring whenever he got to travel out. Eventually, his interest in those such as the members of the Order of the Twin Addler peaked his curiosity, both in combat and wanting to aid others. However, staying in Gridania meant being too close to home and he always wanted to travel himself, so he decided on making the trip to Ul'dah to join the knights. At first everything seemed fine, but a young 19yr old Navir quickly realized that the world around him wasn't going to be as kind to him when he met it with honesty. Just like that, he departed from his training with the knights, yet had no coin to his name to travel back home.He soon found himself in the backstreets of Ul'dah, seeing the worst of people until he saw those who gained coin through different means. He eventually came to the conclusion...why doesn't he just sell his body to save for coin to leave this place?At first it started small, a young, inexperienced yet handsome man grew the attention of other men, both looking for a fling, and large, wealthy merchants and higher ranks in the city state who wanted to indulge in him. While he quickly gathered the coin he wanted, enough to get himself a temporary stay in an inn and to feed himself, none of it was worth the eventual turn of men who threw care to the wind of the boundaries Navir kept in place. For several years of spending, he put up those who crossed his boundaries to even bringing him harm, leaving him with scars to be left on his skin for life. One day he reached his breaking point where he felt his life threatened; with no other choice than to put a blade into his client. In a fit of panic and rage, he did so repeatedly, his body spotted in red as he sat in bed crying until dawn with the deceased man on the floor. Without looking at the man on the floor, Navir cleaned himself till his skin was red from the constant scrubbing, dressed himself to hide his appearance, packed all his belongings, and handed in his key as he left Ul'dah to travel as far away as possible, never looking back and not wanting to find out the reactions to what he left in his room.He spent months traveling, hopping into different merchant carts and caravans until he encountered a particular caravan; one with a performing troupe. He took interest in joining them in their travels by paying in the little coin left and manual labor in helping with their performances. Eventually though, he grew more interested in those dancing that one day he showed interest to leaders and insisted in being flexible to learn. Eventually it took the persuasion of the main dancer for the elders to accept him, under the condition of being taught by her. And so he learned, even when he was so stubborn and cold, his instructor never put up with his attitude, which was a blessing and gave Navir a reality check as he realized how much these strangers became important to him, allowing for him to open up and truly express his feeling in the form of dance.However, eventually by around 27, Navir felt like it was finally time to go and truly make a life for himself. After many heartfelt and emotional goodbye's, he bid farewell to the troupe that he grew to label as his second family. He decided to go off and travel, ended up in many towns as he performed and entertained the people with dance and to let people's cares be thrown into the wind and enjoy the spectacle.Yet surely life wouldn't give him the peaceful life he needed once he crossed paths with the Scions.
Name: Strawberry Bananamilk (Eros Janasch)
Age: 22 in SHB (19 in ARR)
Pronouns: Any (Nonbinary)
Nameday: 7th Sun of the 6th Umbral Moon (Dec 6th)
Race: Dunesfolk Lalafell
Patron Saint: Byregot
(Spoilers for 7.4 Dawntrail MSQ)Not much can be remembered about their childhood. Eros Janasch was a name given to a supposed unnamed child after losing his parents. They spent the better part of her childhood raised by the people outside the walls of Ul'dah, constantly being passed around back and forth between those who found fondness and hope in the eyes of a child who was yet innocent to horrors of the world around them.And yet as they got older, they became more and more exposed with each passing of a caretaker out of her life. Eventually at age 18, he decided he had enough and wanted something more for themself. All it took was stealing a noble's bag out in the streets of Ul'dah, curiosity getting the better of him of seeing a strange air ship ticket that soon took them to the strange and colorful world of the Gold Saucer. From there, she decided to blend with the crowds of patrons, but many employees found them charming and fairly good at the games they played. Many jokes were made about their colorful hair, being referred to as a strawberry banana.Eros took that to renaming himself and leaving her whole past identity behind when they were eventually offered an position to work as a dealer. They grew to dislike the many wealthy patrons as they spoke poorly of people like her who never grew up knowing a peaceful life. And thus, began his streak of learning to outdo her participants in games and bleed their pockets dry. That was...until one particular patron finally outdid them; a wealthy au ra man with an underground trading empire in his hands....yet someone she found relating to in hardship to get where they were.So he left with the man to become his closest confidant, though learned fairly quickly that their dynamic didn't benefit each other in their emotional struggles, to which Strawberry decided to cut the thread early to find a new passion in their life while still keeping in touch with the man who at least made them see that sometimes the world outside his personal bubble has some good in it.Though they still look forward one day to finally challenge that man to a rematch of Triple Triad.--However there is more to it than that, after all, how could an unknown lalafell have so much potential in magic? Especially one with no family that seems to have any connections with in Eorzea...or anywhere on Etherys.Though perhaps the answers lie on the disappearance of those in Southern Seas Isles back so long ago and where they could've gone.Perhaps there's some reinvigoration to continue the search of their past and where they really came from.Maybe the answers lie somewhere in the Ninth.
Name: Myna Grimholt (Y'bhen Tia)
Age: 30 in DT (25 in ARR)
Pronouns: He/Him
Nameday: 23rd Sun of the 1st Astral Moon (Jan 23rd)
Race: Half Rava Viera / Half Seeker of the Sun Miqo'te
Patron Saint: Rhalgr
Y'bhen Tia lived a pretty normal life growing up. A peaceful life with his Miqo'te father and Viera mother out in Ala Mhigo. His life was very normal as a child for the most part, however war and invasion started looming over his home in Gyr Abania. And while Y'bhen's parents tried their best to keep him unaware, both of them knew something was approaching and not for the better. Things turned for the worst when the Garleans stormed in; higher ranks who witnessed him demanded his parents to sell him for a hefty sum to save themselves.For them to actually agree to such demands, shattered the young man's heart.All he felt was anger. He'd rather they die than let him be taken away for coin.And so a 14yr old Y'bhen ran away, crossing the borders until he could no longer run any longer; what happened from there it didn't matter; even forgetting patches of those memories. As long as he had freedom, it didn't matter. All it mattered was to survive...Once he was older, he rid of the name he went by most of his life. Y'bhen Tia was long gone, and Myna Grimholt rose to become ever stronger to protect others and to one day go back and reclaim what he once called home.But somehow...it feels like the Mother wants for him to walk a different path. To become the Warrior of Light's shadow, the one to loom over them and save their future. Memories not of his own to guide them on their path and one to hear closely the Mother's voice.But is that what he really wanted to do? Or is that a fate set upon him before he even came to existence? One thing is for certain, he's not letting anyone strip what little self identity he has left.
Name: Mathias Favin
Age: 24 in SHB
Pronouns: He/Him (Trans)
Nameday: 7th Sun of the 1st Umbral Moon (Feb 7th)
Race: Drahn
Patron Saint: --
(spoilers for shadowbringers lore)Back before the calamity that befell the First one hundred years ago, Voebert was still a thriving kingdom at the time. Mathias was just one of many high class nobles of Voebert. Born to loving and caring parents, from a young age, he felt comfortable being called a prince instead of a princess and his parents supported him all the more.However, growing up in high society wasn't the easiest for him at a young age. So soft spoken growing up, he always stumbled his words through banquets and balls at an important time where many nobles found themselves at to think of their future with others present; whether it be for themselves to decide or for their parents to decide for them. While Mathias was a free spirit, he was always found to be different for his shy to eccentric personality when growing comfortable with others. They wanted those who acted proper and demure and Mathias never wanted to be that way. As such, he found it harder growing up to make acquaintances, much less friends.His solstice to his loneliness was his loyal knight that had been assigned to him at a young age, growing up together despite their positions. Overtime as he grew up, Mathias began to grow feelings for said knight and their relationship eventually blossomed into something more. Fated to have that perfect ending like a faerie tale, to even be wedded once they were ready. Mathias was ecstatic to start a life with his husband. Even as to tell his parents that he did not wish to inherit the nobility title in the family, all he wanted was a normal life with the man who would love him for their rest of their lives together.Unfortunately, fate would never grant them that chance as the calamity struck them this far out in Norvrandt. The horrid sight of people turning into marbleized creatures with their base instinct of spreading their light even if it meant killing their loved ones or turning into these self same sineaters.Mathias felt fear as his husband attempted to lead him far from their kingdom, unknown of the fate of his family and those familiar faces he saw his whole life.Yet before they can find true safety, they were attacked by sineaters, tried as they might, they couldn't hold them off. As such for one final sacrifice, seeing his beloved wounded with hardly any strength left, Mathias was pushed by his husband from a cliff to the running water below, whether to live or die, but to not end up like the same creatures that finally overtook him. Mathias seeing the last sights of his beloved shrouded in bright light after being stabbed before his vision went dark.Somehow, someway, the gods believed it was not his time and thus the noble was cast through a rift as he fell. Time passed before he woke up in green pastures and beautiful blue skies, unaware of where he ended up...unaware of what he was doing before waking up.A lonely man with his memories of the traumatic and earlier events of his life that happened; all suppressed as he woke up in the Source.Was he some kind of prince? How did he end up here? And what's the wedding band laying near him that perfectly fit his finger?
Name: Mei Hashimoto
Age: 24 in SB (22 in ARR)
Pronouns: She/Her
Nameday: 9th Sun of the 1st Astral Moon (Jan 9th)
Race: Human Midlander Hyur
Patron Saint: Althyk
(cw; child neglect, implied death)The story isn't about a child of the star, but of one that first started her life in the modern times of the human world.Born to parents from two different countries who were in an arranged marriage; one who's a promoter of her family's luxurious beauty company and another given the inheritance and position of CEO of a competing finance business, Mei's parents were always on the forefront of their work and recognized for it. However, no one in media outlets knew of Mei's presence or even knew of her existence. Her parents had quickly grew shameful of her as she grew up; she was never able to pick up right away the teachings her parents were giving her as a small child and decided that she wouldn't be the inheritor of their respected business. And so, she was kept from the eye of the public while her parents were out, never to be seen outside with her parents, never to even utter the real names of her parents in the private schools she attended as they never even showed up to any events that encouraged parents to support their students.All Mei had for any sort of parental figure in her life was her caretaker as a child, who loved her like and actual parent and even attended her school events and made sure to record it all for her to remember. Yet once Mei reached middle school, she no longer saw her caretaker again; her parents thought she "outgrew" for any sort of person to "spoil" her. She was forced to live in the house mostly on her own, yet still had housekeepers that would make her meals and clean after her, but were never allowed to interact with her aside from asking basic questions of where her stuff should be placed. In school she didn't have many friends due to being a social outcast and being someone forbidden to talk about her personal life while everyone got to freely talk about their family, their lives, and hangout outside of school.Eventually as she got older, Mei grew for a love of music as being her only solstice in her loneliness that drew a line between her and people. She asked her music teacher about giving her private lessons which she was glad for, gaining a love for violin and piano. However, this never got to last either once her parents found out she was staying behind after school instead of immediately coming straight home and made sure she was always picked up from school as soon as classes finished, leaving her more trapped and feeling as is the only interest that made her happy was a waste of time. Once she reached college and even had to move out of her hometown, she still never got to have her freedom; her parents paid her apartment that she had to stay in no matter what, and she always felt as if she was being watched as she always received calls from her father to berate her for being out late or going anywhere outside her campus and the apartment.Eventually she was forced to drop out of school; both to poor grades and her parents announcing to her that they have arranged a marriage for her to a man who was close to receiving his family's company and fortune. When she met the man for the first time; he told her that she must always be by his side and never say a word that hasn't been prepared for her. Only to be nothing but a pretty face and nothing more. In her mind, all Mei could do is grit her teeth and nod in silence.Yet on the last day that she was to live in her apartment before moving back with her parents, she decided for once to break a rule, and step out into the world, even if it was just walking a block away to the nearest corner store.And yet she can't quite remember the trip getting there. One moment she was crossing the street, and the next moment.....she opened her eyes to a world she could never even imagine in her dreams. And now she has to learn what this world has in store for her and start to learn how to finally live a life for herself.
Name: Oktai Drozdov
Age: 29 in DT
Pronouns: He/Him
Nameday: 23rd Sun of the 1st Umbral Moon (Feb 23rd)
Race: Half Xaela Au'ra/Half Garlean
Patron Saint: --
Oktai was born half Garlean, yet not born in Garlemald. Instead his Xaela mother was a wandering musician, while his Garlean father was someone who was a part of foreign relations on the Garlemald side back in Kugane. One day his dad managed to catch a performance from his mom and just immediately was in love. He would catch her performances at the square every chance he got and she noticed. They got to know each other and fell in love and his mother just taught him to see the world differently. His dad eventually defected and they ran away to travel together and he learned music to perform with her.Oktai basically grew up with parents who taught him music and he lived life on the road seeing his parents perform until he could start learning to become a musician. His dad didn't hide about his past and wanted Oktai to learn how to feel free as a person and not let anyone control what he does. He continued learning and occasionally performing with his parents till he met more performers while on the road; the most notable person being the one who would become the frontwoman in their band who would teach him about symphonic and opera singing which made him instantly interested. Once it was time to leave his parents to find his own voice in the world, he joined that woman who'd become one of his best friends and from their travels they'd come across each member that'd eventually become part of their band.
Name: Sango Matsui
Age: 34 in ARR
Pronouns: She/Her
Nameday: 15th Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon (April 15th)
Race: Raen Au'ra
Patron Saint: Menphina
Sango only vaguely remembers of memories before being taken in by the Malaguld tribe. She remembers living in a far off land with her parents and one day while they were on a trip around Yanxia, that ran into an incident where the small au'ri girl was lost, to wander around the wilderness to the point that she had reached the nomadic lands of the Azim Steppe. A small child who cried for her parents and when members of the Malaguld found her and did their best to search for them, it was to no avail. A five year old Sango was left in the care of the tribe elder.She was living a simple life before she could be assigned to doing chores and hunting, but the small girl grew a fascination of seeing the warriors that trained and fight. So much so that the elder decided to assist in training her before she can stand to face the other warriors in her tribe to be accepted in and she did so perfectly. At age eleven, she was already catching up and becoming on par in fighting with warriors both bigger and older than her. It went on for years to the point where the rest of the warriors of the tribe wanted her to be their leader in fighting. However, she didn't find her heart fulfilled enough to just stay and constantly fight. She waited till turning 18 to decide she felt it was the right time to do something more. Just as suddenly, she disappeared and decided to live out a more nomadic lifestyle for herself; traveling and seeing the world and possibly finding her parents.One day however on a stop to Kugane, she went to some local stalls for food when she came across a handsome elezen man that seemed to be around her age. It was the first time to feel any sort of attraction to anyone; she viewed all of those in the tribe around her age as siblings rather than just friends or strangers that she could feel any other feelings past that. She felt more smitten for the man once he finally took noticed and they spoke and hit things off immediately. Soon just a few drinks together led them on their way back to the inn for a night spent together.Only for hungover Sango to wake up confused and alone the next morning. She desperately went to find the man all over town only to finally find someone who told her that man had left that morning via ship, leaving her alone with no goodbye. She would end up finding out that she was carrying the child of a man she remembered not the name of and how he looked like. Not wanting to be alone in this circumstance, she finally decided to return to the tribe in the Steppe where she'd end up raising her child.The shift of how she was treated by the other warriors had changed. While those just doing all the everyday duties of the tribe and the elder had made Sango feel more comfortable in her circumstance and even assisted her in raising her son, Natsume, the warriors of the tribe grew far cold towards her. Not only did she leave the tribe, she returned with a child with an unknown father. They grew far more hostile in words when they learned Natsume is only half Raen, showing their dislike and distance to a child who was left saddened and confused as to why tribe members would not approach him.The warriors eventually cornered Sango with a proposal that meant she either would willingly rejoin the warriors, or they'd convince the elder to rid of her child.Sango instead took it as a challenge with a counter proposal: she'd fight with all the tribes warriors; if she came out victorious, she'd be let go to live her life how she wanted. If she didn't, she'd comply with whatever they'd want her to do. From that point forward, she had left Natsume under the care of the tribe elder, as she decided to take to training to regain her original strength by traveling once more, only this time out to the far lands of Eorzea. Given just a few summers time, she would return to the Steppe to face her trial against those who she trained and fought with.