| Gender
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Male
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| Race
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Miqo'te
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| Clan
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Keeper of the Moon
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| Body Type
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Adult
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| Height
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(~65.5 inches)
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| Jaw
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Option 3
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| Eye Shape
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Option 3
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| Iris Size
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Small
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| Eyebrows
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Option 4
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| Nose
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Option 5
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| Mouth
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Option 1
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Facial Features/Tattoos/Ear Clasp/Face Paint
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Weapon/Tools/Shield
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The Antecedent made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Said that if I joined, I'd get to fight against the primals and the imperials both to my heart's content.
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Aye, I know I could get the same by enlistin' in one of 'em Grand Companies. But I've never been partial to salutin', if ye know what I mean.
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Heh, so this boy has Garlean blood in him! Can't say I'm surprised. Everyone knows what happens when a city is sacked, even if the bards choose to omit that part.
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But Arenvald shouldn't be pitied. Boys like him have a clean slate, an opportunity to write their own story, free of the ties that bind the common man.
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They tell me ye were instrumental in Ifrit's defeat. Bravo, Forename, bravo!
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Perhaps ye heard of my exploits? The Flames and I struck a decisive blow against the lizardmen by destroyin' and pillagin' their stores of crystals. Aye, they won't be summonin' their primal again any time soon!
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A masked man? I vaguely recall some Amalj'aa rantin' about somethin' like that in the middle of a skirmish. 'Course, I wasn't listenin' too closely, on account of the fact their friends were tryin' to kill me.
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I don't mean to waste yer time, friend, but that's the only thing what comes to mind.
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Congratulate the boy, Forename! Chosen by the Antecedent as the sylph's bodyguard! What an honor!
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('Course, this means his dusty rags'll no longer suffice. I say we get the boy a shiny new suit of silver armor, the kind the Sultansworn wear. We split the cost evenly and surprise him. Not bad, eh?)
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- Affiliation
- Scions of the Seventh Dawn
- Occupation
- Pugilist
- Biography
- A Seeker of the Sun, A'aba was an adventurer of such great renown that each of the Grand Companies made entreaties to have him join their ranks. However, he accepted Minfilia's overtures because he was drawn to the freedom the Scions offered. Though victorious in battle with the Amalj'aa, he died at the age of thirty-five, bravely defending Arenvald during the Garlean attack on the Waking Sands.
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