T'leiah Linh
Seeker of the Condor Tribe
FFXIV - Crystal Datacenter
Balmung Server
A self-possessed woman stands in amidst a crowd of barflies, regaling them with tales of bravery and treasure in nearby tombs and distant ruins. Her voice, moderately pitched and bearing a touch of femininity, tells a joke, and there's laughter. A rumble fills the halls. Rumors begin to spread. One man shouts at the top of his lungs. "Buffalo shite!"The crowd stops. The silence becomes reminiscent of one of the tombs from the Seeker's stories."Excuse me, little man?" the woman steps forward. She has a higher voice than before. The accent of Thanalan is thicker now as indignance tugs at her heritage."You 'eard me," growled the rude man "Tha's buffalo shite." He towered over her by at least a fulm.The flash was nearly instantaneous. The Seeker gazed at the man one moment. In the next, the focus on her rapier was floating before her, glowing from the aetheric energy poured into it. The rude man was propelled back, knocked off his feet and onto the tavern floor.Silence. The Seeker stood over the fallen man, staring down at him with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. He lifted his head, gazed at her. Eyes rolled. His head fell back with a thunk.The Seeker shrugged and turned her back. "Now, as I was saying..."
T'leiah Linh
Seeker of the Condor Tribe
FFXIV - Crystal Datacenter
Balmung Server
Who is T'leiah?
Gender: Female
Age: Late 20s
Height: 5 fulm
Weight: 110 ponz
Nameday: 15th Sun, Fourth Umbral Moon
Guardian Diety: Azeyma, like any good Seeker
Birthplace: Sunway, a Condor splinter sept, Northeastern Thanalan
Orientation: Pansexual, leaning toward femme-presenting individuals
Romantic Status: Surprisingly dedicated to someone
Occupation: Treasure Hunter
Hobbies: Reading and researching, Explosions, doing crazy shit for fun and profit
Likes: Ruins, intimacy, bars, fine ale, people who make her strive to be better than she thinks she is.
Dislikes: Being interrupted, nunhs, genuine-but-undeserved praise, being drunk and alone, monologing.
Appearance
When first meeting T'leiah, most remark on her golden eyes. They glimmer and burn when she's excited, something that happens with regularity. Snowy hair is accented by black locks reflecting both her mother and father. She isn't strong, though the signs of wear and injury are spread across her body in weathering and scars. Despite a harsh life and the occasional haunted looks, Leiah is often excited for life. Struggle is a fact of life but no reason to not be excited for the next challenge.
T'leiah Linh
Seeker of the Condor Tribe
FFXIV - Crystal Datacenter
Balmung Server
T'leiah Linh
Seeker of the Condor Tribe
FFXIV - Crystal Datacenter
Balmung Server
Hooks
T'leiah is technically a member of the Condor tribe sept in northeastern Thanalan named Sunway. Rumors may be heard about how she refused to bend to tradition or custom.
Those familiar with Sunway Sept and up-to-date on current affairs would know she had taken the title Shahin and accepted temporary exile.
Her occupation has taken her to a number of areas in both Eorzea and Othard in search of treasure and artifacts. She can be hired to retrieve items from deep inside ruins. She would be known among the Syndicate in Ul'dah for her seeming great luck in artifact retrieval.
No stranger to confrontation, T'leiah has been seen arguing with others in bars and out in the field when her qualifications are questioned.
T'leiah can be found carrying a doll and fiddling with it. Often, this doll is floating near her, seemingly on its own, at least until it mimics some of her movements. The doll has eyes made from unaspected crystal.
RP Style and Preferred Forms
Versatile, adaptable style, from short posts to paragraph
Long- and short-term plots
Adventure RP
Relationship RP
Slice-of-life/Bar RP
Dark and Adult-oriented RP (let's talk first)
Themes
Responsibility to Self vs. Responsibility to Community
Self-Restraint vs. Free Will vs. Greater Will
OOC Information
Typical Online Times: 7-10pm many Weekdays, Sporatically on Weekends
T'leiah is outgoing and social. I am shy as hell. Please bear with me as I'm not always able to send the first /tell.
T'leiah has the Echo. It manifests as a form of psychometry when bare skin touches an object, allowing her to relive an event the object was around and "remembers." In such an instance, she collapses shortly after.
I have a life and a full-time job. Please understand that RP cannot be my main gig, as it doesn't pay the bills. Therefore, Real Life Comes First for both myself and those I RP with.
T'leiah is one of multiple characters I play.
Plotting is a good thing. If you have an idea, drop me a tell in game.
While accepting of intimate scenes if it happens in the context, I would prefer to fade out and perhaps pickup with the aftermath rather that fully play it out. I really need to trust someone to do more.
If you're under 18 OOC, I'm sorry but I'm not interested.
T'leiah Linh
Seeker of the Condor Tribe
FFXIV - Crystal Datacenter
Balmung Server
History
The Condor tribe splinter sect that birthed T’lieah Linh holds a number of oddities. It was started by a Tia, T’luun, and his mate, T’reya Eyel, after they left the original sept in the Sagolii. Upon finding adequate unclaimed territory in north eastern Thanalan, they founded their new home and eventually attracted a number of individuals, both from the Condor and other tribes. T’luun maintained his status as nunh with a manipulative grace -- and at times, magical and martial prowess. However, it was well known that T’reya was the true leader of the tribe, and the small community became known for having matriarchal leadership.Magic has been the lifeblood of the Sunway Sept (as they thus called themselves) for centuries. T’reya herself was a thaumaturge of no small skill, and many of her sisters were practiced in conjury or even arcanism, as taught by the Guild in Limsa Lominsa. It isn’t abnormal for a tribesman or woman to learn at least a spell or two, and it’s said casting your first fire spell or ward in combat is a rite of passage.This expertise with magic peaked with certain individuals, people who became heroes of the sept in battles against the Amal’jaa, finding ancient knowledge that furthered their tribal resources, or recovered food during times of drought and famine. T’reyne Ayorin, granddaughter of T’reya Eyel, found a series of ancient tomestones that detailed how to summon the essence of primals and brought them back. T’yara Tia was the Hero of Swallows Gorge, a pitched battle between an Amal’jaa hunting party and the sept. He not only saved a number of his tribesmates with his skill at more mundane healing, he also worked powerful magics to radiate flame down his curved scimitar and fended off dozens of the beast tribe on his own. T’corryn Nunh is said to have found an ancient magick that could cause rains to sweep the desert, wandered all of Eorzea in search of a cure for a mysterious disease that had infected his sister, and even discovered an ancient Allagan artifact that he used to save the men and women of Vesper Bay. However, when he returned, he spoke not of the artifact, nor carried it with him. Word of his deeds were only spoken of in whispers over wine, and never in T’corryn’s presence.T’leiah is borne of this fabled line. The great-granddaughter of T’corryn Nunh, great expectations were placed upon her. However, the tribe learned early that she wasn’t a studious child, nor was she especially talented. The tribe diverted her studies to other disciplines, but she proved that she wasn’t talented in the spear nor the cestus, bow nor sword nor even the most mundane of crafts. The girl was more concerned with talking and having fun than aught else, and her laziness was apparent in her lack of ambition.T’leiah was a popular child, and especially popular with the young Tias. She was a gregarious youth, always chatting with friends and playing little games rather than working at her lessons. The village tia boys would often flirt with her, admiring the pretty little seeker. One in particular, T’amorlin, was aggressive, often fighting the other tias for her attentions. T’leiah, however, would have none of it, rebuffing the tias and actively chastising T’amorlin for his deeds. Her own gaze happened toward the girls, and she wasn’t shy about showering them with affection (to her credit, neither were many of the girls toward her).When her father, T’linh, passed away while attending to a task at the Burning Wall, her mother went into mourning. Despite tradition, T’olika was deeply in love with T’linh and the nunh’s death shook her to her core. Little by little, she changed, becoming strict and harsh. She had little patience for T’leiah’s games, often enforcing harsh punishments that even the other huntresses found cruel. When the girl was fourteen, however, she’d had enough. “You are barely fit to breed with, let alone become the sept’s leader,” she told T’leiah. “You’ll not hunt or study from now on. Instead, you’ll be a cook and learn to take care of the children.” Her daughter protested, of course, her words fell on deaf ears.This marked a major change in T’leiah. The tribe’s experts in their crafts were told to refuse her any other teachings, and the young Seeker was forced into lessons that she found monotonous at best. She was stuck performing only the most menial tasks for the Sunway Sept, and even was not taught how to cook properly, relegating her to peeling popotos and cutting vegetables. It wasn’t long before her mind began to concoct ways to get out of her predicament. She resolved to reverse the one thing that caused her meager station: the sept mother’s poor opinion. And so she studied, sneaking books and weaseling lessons from the masters. Myths and folklore, geography and history and society, she sought out everything she could, making up for lost time at the expense of the few relations she had. She taught herself conjury and thaumaturgy, forcing herself to excel where before she could barely light a campfire or heal a scrape, inspired to take up the art due to her recently kindled fascination with her great-grandfather. Eventually, she even began to meld the two into a coherent art. Nights when she wasn’t studying, she occasionally saw the village swordmaster, an aging tia who saw T’olika’s punishment as too harsh, and taught her the ways of the blade. He even gave his impetuous student a rapier of her own, a weapon fitting her arts. It wasn’t long before T’lieah had fitted her focus atop the pommel of her rapier, using it much as a thaumaturge or conjurer would handle a staff. After seven years of study and frustration, T’leiah Linh was finally ready to reveal herself to the tribe.However, efforts and newfound expertise did little to sway her mother. T’olika discovered her efforts and took her materials away. It was only with the swordmaster’s intervention that T’leiah was allowed to keep her rapier and focus. When bandits raided a moon later, they proved valuable in the town’s defense, but this did little but irritate the matriarch. No, T’olika instead sought to isolate her young daughter, warning the young huntresses away from her and scaring off the tias. Soon, T’leiah had few friends to speak of, few who she could even call family anymore.The last straw came in the form of an order. Now twenty-one cycles, T'leiah had not bred with a nunh. While this wasn’t abnormal for a huntress or someone else in the tribe, the latest nunh was none other than the aggressive Seeker T’amorlin. He began a campaign to wear down T’leiah’s resistance, continuously denying being rebuffed and browbeating her whenever he could. Every time, T’leiah refused and only became more stubborn, more resistant. Her mother, however, began to chastise her, saying that T’amorlin is powerful, and that she would make strong children for the tribe, stressing that it was her duty. Finally, after moons of this, T’olika had felt the time had come. She told her daughter to lay with T’amorlin, to bring more strong children into the tribe. It was what she was good for, after all.T’leiah had had enough. There was no way she would bed that rotten Seeker, no incubus in the void that could make her lay with any man again, let alone him. She stormed out of the house, grabbed those possessions she felt could be of use, and left the Sunway Sept. If she were to return home, she knew she would have to find some way to prove herself to them. And so she resolved to find the one thing she knew her mother would value more than anything: T’corryn’s Apple, the artifact he used to save so many. Even more, if she had the Apple, she could ward off that scummy nunh’s advances if he dared approach her again.It has been five cycles since she left. T’leiah’s quest has seen her down a number of ruins and odd caverns, surviving numerous challenges and battles. Making her way by taking the odd job and selling artifacts she finds to Rowena’s or to bidders.