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Name: Caur of the Ejinn

Gender: Woman

Age: 29

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual Biromantic Monogamous (Strangely, she does not seem to care if her partner sees other people)

Species: Xaela Au Ra

Class: Archer and really shitty Arcanist

Nameday: 27th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon

Location: Ul'Dah - The Goblet

Biography

Caur was born the youngest of three children. She constantly competed in martial prowess with her two brothers, both of whom were swordsmen. Despite this, her preferred method of combat was a discipline she called "fire magery," which "does exactly what it says on the tin." She unfortunately lost the ability to manipulate Aether when she was caught in the throat with a Dotharl battleaxe as she cast a spell. Luckily for her, the spell erupted from her throat, cauterizing the wound and killing her assailant. She speaks with a slight rasp to her voice as a result of this.

She left the Steppe over ten years ago very shortly after losing her left eye. She left, it turns out, because she was exiled from The Ejinn because she was careless and led a raiding party of Dotharl to the location of her pod, resulting in the death of three Ejinn, including her lover, Alun.

After her first taste of real gourmet food in Eorzea, she concocted a series of fake identities which she used to sneak into the parties and get-togethers hosted by nobles and wealthy businessmen. She used these opportunities to eat her fill of their food and get out before she was noticed. These days, she finds herself a bit better off, financially, and is able to afford a nice glass of wine every now and then.

She founded a mercenary company called the Levinbolts after a major windfall from an Ishgardian noble she assisted a little over two years ago.

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Caur of the Ejinn

Captain of the Levinbolts Mercenary Company

Philosophy

❛❛A bowman's perceptive faculties are merely the foundations of a decent shot. To take the perfect shot, one manipulates the enemy into position and looses one's arrow. You will strike true if your enemy is out of step or out of line. The key is to trick them into falling out of line. Make them believe it was their idea and then strike.❜❜ - Caur on the importance of manipulating one's surroundings

❛❛To loose the arrow is to kill or maim. Where magicks are sourced from force of will and Aether, arrows are loosed from physical force and matter. Pray take care that your arrow finds its mark in the throat of your enemy and not that of your friend. To this end, compose yourself. If you allow the heat of battle to shatter your composure you will surely harm a friend.❜❜ - Caur on the importance of composure

❛❛The best bowman I ever met was an old Xaela woman who couldn't make a cup of tea without spilling half the damned thing all over herself. When she spilled scalding hot tea on herself, did she scream? No. She remained calm, separated the fabric of her skirt from her legs, mopped up what little mess there was, and refilled her cup. One's dexterity is secondary - tertiary, even, to success as an archer. Why do you think I taught you meditation before I taught you to string your bow?❜❜ - Caur after tripping over her left foot

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Stats

Strength:      ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤

Dexterity:     ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤

Stamina:      ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤

Charisma:      ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤

Manipulation:  ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤

Composure:     ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤

Intelligence:  ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤

Wits:         ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤

Resolve:      ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤ ⬤

Likes and dislikes

Likes

Smooth talkers (Though she claims she does not)
Chocolate
Wine (Lohmani Red, specifically!)
Weaponry (but in an intellectual way)
Buuz
Fine leatherwork
Fine silk
Sincerity

Dislikes

Pretension
The Dotharl
Smooth talking Viera men (YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID)
Being alone
Men who frequent brothels
Loud places
Sharlayan academic superiority

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