The Sunflower of Ishgard
"We're allowed to do anything in this world until someone says we ain't allowed, and that someone can back it up!"
NAME » Rhiannon Varon
AGE » 29
RACE » Half Roegadyn, half Midlander.
HEIGHT » 6 fulm 2 ilm
BUILD » Sturdy, muscular, short for a Roe
SKIN » Pale
EYE » Sea green
HAIR » Bright ginger/red
CURRENT RESIDENCE » Whatever inn room she can afford
BIRTHPLACE » Ishgard
OCCUPATION » Adventurer, Sailor
ALIGNMENT » Neutral Good
RELIGION » Llymlaen
LANGUAGES » Common, Roegadyn(though not fluent)
LIKES » The sea air, rushing into new adventures, cooking, books
DISLIKES » Pitch black darkness, abuse (especially against children), being unable to help others
Misc. Details » She has a small gap between her front teeth, freckles on her cheeks and shoulders, and a diagonal scar across her brow. A master sharpshooter, Rhi's aim is true but her magical abilities are weak. She is only able to utilize aether through red magic.
"I'm nothin' special. Just a lost soul like everyone else. I'm just...me."
At first glance, it seems like the half-Roe Machinist has an endless supply of energy, and boundless cheer. She's often the first to run headlong into the next adventure, and bring her friends along for the ride. Much of her life before the age of 15 is shrouded in mystery to all but a few loved ones. Raised in Ishgard by a Hyur mother; memories are shrowded in punishment, expectations, ostracization, fears too powerful to voice.
Raised by her Roegadyn father ever since, the two traveled Eorzea by ship. On merchant ships, military units, pirates, anything the two could find for work. They were happy, a lost father and daughter...until death comes for us, as it always does. Falling ill, Rhiannon's father left her with a small sum of money and a proper Roegadyn name to share with others if she so wished. Turning her eyes towards a small compass in her hand, Rhiannon would follow the wind.
These days she can be found prowling the major cities of Eorzea. Looking for jobs in the quiet, or loud and reveling in the energetic nightlife. Just as one cannot dull the golden shine of the sun, you cannot stop the warm and spirited soul of this girl.
"Who or what I am doesn't change how I feel about you, those things can't be programmed and undone. The time we spent made me feel alive, and how I feel about you cannot change."
Sebastian Vanderlust: The only one able to bring Rhiannon back to the earth when her adventures get the better of her. Friends since childhood on the outskirts of Ishgard, neither forgot each other after Rhiannon ran away. A love unspoken, unsaid. Meeting again by the winds of fate, the two vowed to never part again. Logical, even a little arrogant, Sebastian can't help but crack a smile when Rhiannon is near.
"Bet a sister like you would have helped me put my dad's head on a stick!"
A'zrael Syne: Wild, animalistic, reckless, A'z is Rhiannon's match in sheer chaotic energy. After a botched job, the two bonded quickly over a few glasses of Steppe Milk and some rancid alcohol A'z had from Gods knows where. Comrades in all things, Rhiannon would have the exiled Xaela as her brother over any other creature in Eorzea.
