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Healing. Mhiha
volunteers at the Matron’s Reach clinics. You
may see her there or be treated by her yourself (or have done so in the
past*), especially at the Goblet clinic. Lacking magical talents, Mhiha offers conventional healing and general diagnostics, but is at her finest on the battlefield.
(Former) Resistance members. Mhiha served
as a field medic connected to an Ala Mhigan Resistance scouts’ unit until the war’s end. You may have seen her
around the Barber in Rhalgr’s Reach, been treated by her there or on the
battlefield, or been part of the same unit.* She still checks in with her old comrades from time to time.
Sparring partners/self-defense teacher. Mhiha
regularly practices Gyr Abanian martial arts, and seeks out sparring
partners. She’s no monk, but has
a solid grasp of, and skill in, the underlying techniques. The doctor enjoys a
good spar, and has offered basic self-defense training to fellow healers
in the past.
Voidsent. Aside from currently being attached to a
voidsent hunters’ organization, Mhiha harbors a vicious hatred for all
things of the Void. If you are such a being or associate with them, and reveal yourself as such,
you may well have a fight on your hands.
For the cause! Mhiha
generally has a strong desire to do good. From catching a thief in the streets to fighting in a full-blown revolution, you can count on her aid if you ask nicely enough.
* I’m open to discussing these kinds of pre-established
connections!
What I’m not looking for ––– –
Romance,
shipping or ERP. Mhiha has a single
established partner, to whom she is entirely faithful.
Alternate
universes. Mhiha exists in XIV,
in the canon timeline, and nowhere else. “Flashback” scenes that fit established continuity are fine!
Low realism/lore strictness. I appreciate RP being firmly grounded in XIV’s lore. Similarly, I apply a fair bit of realism to healing RP, so those looking to be magically and/or instantly cured of their ailments need not apply.
OOC / Contact Information ––– –
I prefer to RP ingame on the Balmung server, but am open to Discord threads depending on what works better.
I’m a full-time student and live in the CET timezone (GMT+1). Uni work and other existing responsibilities take up a fair amount of my time, though I try to always keep OOC communication quick and clear (and expect the same in return; no ghosting!).
Please don’t hesitate to send me a DM here on Tumblr if you’re interested!
If things click and we go on to RP, I preferably communicate through Discord.
Please join the Palazzo Aldenard Opera House as present a night of chilling short plays based on the works of Edgar Allen Popoto. Following the performance, we invite all to join us in the haunted gardens for midnight cocktails and fitting music. Do you dare attend?
After more than ten years in his service, Leon is well aware that rainy nights mean he’ll find the boss on the beach, only partially sheltered from the wind and rain, and gazing out to sea like he’s waiting for something to appear on the horizon. Only on nights like this does the elderly Hingan show any sign of restlessness. There must be a story here, a reason why the old man only leaves the comforts of his home when the sky is dark and the weather is poor. Something in his past, in his youth, perhaps. A loss, or a lesson learned. A tale he would never dream of telling an underling such as Leon.
He finds the boss just where he expects to, and he joins him at his table without awaiting permission. The boss only smiles at his boldness, and Leon feels for a moment like he has achieved some minor victory.
“How good of you to read my mind and appear before me without awaiting my summons,” the boss comments.
“I heard that Solenne paid a visit to Idristan, and that he and Michaux left Eorzea shortly thereafter. I guessed that they were coming here.”
“You are on first name basis with them.” He sounds amused.
“Of course,” Leon replies with a light smirk. “I was in their free company, wasn’t I? Sometimes I even miss living in that house, although I don’t miss being Lucien Lemaire. That was a role I was happy to leave behind.”
Expanding my repertoire of pretty, bare-chested elezen on patch day. Apprentice voidsent hunter, half-elezen and all around good boy. Now legal in all 50 states.
As the early morning light starts to creep over the ocean, Idristan Agache waits somewhat
impatiently, fingers tapping an uneven staccato on the pommel of the rapier at
his side. There are no bandages on his hands today, just the signs of freshly
healed cuts, and he actually looks like he might have gotten some sleep for
once–though that hint of weariness still lingers. Finally he lets out a huff
and looks over to Lebeaux. “I don’t know where Synn is. Perhaps he managed
to get lost.” He doesn’t seem entirely heartbroken at this. “Shall we
just settle this?” There is an icy note in his voice; the anger that had
driven him last night seemed to have cooled somewhat, but nowhere near faded.
“Unless you’ve changed your mind and would prefer to apologize?”
Lebeaux Desrosiers
smiled primly. If he had spent more time dusting off his old dueling attire and
polishing the rapier that hung at his hip than sleeping he gave no indication
of it. “I wasn’t aware we were bringing seconds in the first place.” He mused,
as though he wouldn’t have been hard-pressed to find one willing to stand at
his side after his latest display of arrogance. “We can proceed without him.”
The chirurgeon removed the ornate gloves he was wearing, rolling up a sleeve
and tugging a sturdier glove onto his left hand. “I’ve had some time to think
it over and consider what was said.” He mused as he tightened it, then drew the
rapier to check the blade. He turned it in the early dawn light, appreciating
the play of the sparse light over the bright finish. The design more than a
little ostentatious, one favored by the clergy and seeming disarmingly
ill-suited for slices and cuts. “I have decided that I meant every word and
recant nothing.”
If you want to get anything wall mounted down super low, use the stage stage panel. It lets you wall mount all the way down the floor unlike partitions.
Is your character the type to explore ruins and hunt for magical artifacts? Has your character caught wind of some cursed, magical object they’d like to find but wants and/or needs others that would be interested in helping them find it? If so, you might want to look into joining The Archaeologists.
The Archaeologists is a linkshell network dedicated to connecting likeminded characters interested in exploring ancient places for arcane relics and/or locating and collecting mystical items wreaking havoc in towns and villages.
I will be DMing events now and then where my character, Orion Llewelyn, is in search of a magical item and needs some support in locating it. Sometimes, said item would have already been found by unwitting explorers and now they find their town being haunted by the ghosts of goats long passed and need help undoing what they’ve done.
If you’re interested, message me here, in-game (Orion Llewelyn), or on Discord (Orion #0827) for an invite to the LS!
Roses And Grimoires 