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Woadbyne

he who treads lightly amongst little things

Soft Step. He who steps lightly amongst little things. The Silver Sovereign. Woadbyne. These are all names given to describe the miqo'te woman who is older than most things on the star. She is the eldest of the Dran Myhk and the defacto leader, though she would much rather spend her elder years dozing in the sunlight or hunting through the misty woods she calls her home. Occasionally she will peek her head out from the The Fog of Gaspard Territories, bringing her eyes upon the mortal world and walking amongst its people after years of seclusion.


Appearance

Height
5'8"

Eyes
Green

Hair
Long sleek silver hair often pulled back into a loose side ponytail.

Details
Sharp nails, sharper teeth, often wearing clothes ill-befitting the weather.

Stature
Stands like she is the tallest spoken in the room, arms often crossed over her chest.

Skin
Freckled cold skin with red tipped fingers from the cold.

Personality

Gestures
Slight motions of the arms and hands, very aloof.

Voice
Relaxed, flat alto that is heavily accented with sounds from the Coerthan highlands.

Fears
Loss, confinement, allagan technology.

Quirks
Can and will eat meat raw. Enjoys bartering for junk.

Woadbyne Roleplay Hooks

Perhaps you once saw her while on a hunt in Coerthas...

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Riding upon a reindeer with bow in hand, prior to the Calamity it was not uncommon to see Woadbyne and her kin striding through the woods on the hunt for prey. Occasionally they would grace Dravanian settlements, bringing rare furs and herbs in exchange for salts and chocobos.


... or maybe you have heard tell of her little hoard?
Woadbyne is a collector of trinkets and bobbles, though she does not trade often for gil directly. Believing in a fair trade determined by the offerer's idea of worth, sometimes you can get interesting items for a handful of roots and a smile.

Wise to the world, she looks to the stars.
The miqo'te woman is one of many tales and m
any secrets. Perhaps if you lend yourself into her good graces, she may share some of the insight of the world you tread upon.

Can't help but stare?

With long silver hair pulled into an over the shoulder ponytail, and electric green eyes that glow even in the brightest of rooms, Woadbyne is a sight to behold. She is used to the stares, though she would ask if you continue to do so, that you come and say hello.