| Gender
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Male
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| Race
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Hyur
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| Clan
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Highlander
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| Body Type
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Adult
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| Height
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(~78.8 inches)
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| Muscle Tone
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| Jaw
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Option 3
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| Eye Shape
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Option 4
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| Iris Size
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Large
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| Eye Color
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| Eyebrows
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Option 2
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| Nose
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Option 2
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| Mouth
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Option 2
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Facial Features/Tattoos/Ear Clasp/Face Paint
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Weapon/Tools/Shield
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| Default:
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Frustrated as they are, the young ones here will give you quarrel simply for want of something to do. All it takes is a stray gaze. Watch yourself.
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| After: Big Trouble in Little Ala Mhigo
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How fare your travels, adventurer? Though it barely begins to repay the debt you are owed, you will always find a safe haven here.
And you need not be concerned with young Wilred. The pain and regret he feels is a common burden amongst Ala Mhigans, and one we willingly bear─it reminds us to always strive for a better life.
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| After: Brotherhood of Ash
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Forename. I hear word that you've been seen in the company of Amalj'aa. And yet your actions against their kinsmen are not those of a tempered thrall.
I know not what bonds you have forged, but I have seen how barriers of race and position mean little to one such as you. After all, you did not let our cold Ala Mhigan walls prevent you from saving us from our own folly.
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| After: Martial Perfection
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Seems to me the Amalj'aa have been unusually quiet of late. I wonder who we have to thank for that small miracle, hmmm?
Though the effects of your actions may not be immediately apparent, rest assured that they are felt─and appreciated─long after you have moved on.
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| After: The Least among Us
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Hail to you, adventurer. Tell me, how fares Wilred? I'm told he went to enlist in the Crystal Braves at your invitation.
My people's toils continue, and our hopes rest upon young shoulders such as his. Well do I remember the time he went astray, and for that I all the more look forward to seeing the man he has become.
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| After: A Brave Resolution
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We know of Wilred's death─a man of the Crystal Braves came bearing the news.
He left Little Ala Mhigo with naught but a blade at his hip and hope in his heart. Naught of him but his blade has returned to us. Once more, fate spits in our faces...
But though his life's journey was cut short, Wilred walked a path of his own choosing, and proudly. In this knowledge, I find a small measure of solace. May he go to his rest in peace.
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| After: Beneath a Star-filled Sky
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The passion of these men and the purpose with which they fight is astounding. Perhaps we finally have what it takes to drive the Empire from our lands once and for all...
Yet they are undoubtedly as reckless as they are brave, and I fear this bold campaign may drag others into the fight. It drew you here, did it not?
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| After: An Ending to Mark a New Beginning
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Yda's father was one of the finest men I've ever known. A true leader of the revolution. He inspired countless others to rise up and cast down the tyrant Theodoric, and fought tirelessly for the land he loved.
...But not even he could inspire us to victory over the Garleans. He died...and I grew old. But Yda carried on his legacy─our legacy...
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| After: The Far Edge of Fate
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It seems that the Alliance forces have at last begun to move. I hear you too have been fighting to free our homeland. You've my thanks, Forename.
We've been doing what we can to help by keeping the Immortal Flames informed and sending supplies to the Resistance. Though I wish we could do more.
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| After: Stormblood
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Forename... I don't know what to say.
So much time has passed and so many lives have been lost since the Empire took our home from us. Allow me to thank you on Wilred's behalf. He wanted nothing more than to bear witness to an Ala Mhigo free from imperial control.
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- Affiliation
- Ala Mhigo
- Occupation
- Lancer
- Biography
- The leader of Little Ala Mhigo, Gundobald numbers amongst the first generation to flee his homeland when the Empire invaded. After countless trials and tribulations, the Highlander finally settled in southern Thanalan where he set to building a hamlet for his fellow refugees with a hollowed-out mesa. Still a member of the Ala Mhigan Resistance after his sixty-five years, he finds himself clueless as how to deal with the reckless actions of the settlement's fiery youth.
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Closest Aetheryte: Little Ala Mhigo
