One Fate

Aliases: Makoto, Dove, Mori
Name-Day: 20th sun of the fourth Umbral Moon.
Guardian: Oschon, The Wanderer
Flowers: Lilly of the Valley, Purple Hyacinths, Lavender
Gender: Female
Age: 28
Status: Taken
Occupation: White mage and traveling doctor, she primarily makes deliveries in her spare time as a freelancer. On occasion, she also weaves clothes for others.
Registered Ventures: The Clock Tower, The Rousing Reliquary, The Beguiled Springs
Combat Specialties: [Primary - Conjury, Blue Magic, Astrology] [Secondary - Arcana, Thaumaturgy, Claymore, Sword and Shield, Martial Combat, Dancing][Unskilled - Archery, Red Magic, Samurai Mastery, Ninja Arts][Untouched - Dragoon Arts, Machinist Gunplay, Gunblade Techniques, Reaper Techniques, Dark Knight Magic, Warrior Techniques, Sage Techniques]
City State: Once claiming her home in the outskirts of coerthas, she now lives in the Orn Wilds, primarily supporting Idyllshire.
Notes: Lengthy white hair, an armored tail, and a star-like scar over her forehead are her most predominant features- save skin and scales paler than snow.
She is commonly seen in the company of others, and hardly ever alone. In fact, seeing her alone at all is incredibly /odd/.
A soft voice and eyes that are sensitive to light, unless she's drawn into a conversation she's likely to keep quiet. Once having a thicker Dravanian accent, it's much more subtle now- a more clear sound.
From time to time, she may hold a small coin between her fingers- fidgeting with it. Doman iron.
She doesn't like to pick flowers, but will keep them if they are in a pot with soil. Maybe it's a simple childish thing- but she does not like the idea of plucking something to keep it, and watch it die. It feels... pitiful.
She has often been described as 'one who's hair changes like the setting sun'.
This character is relatively evasive and difficult to track or follow.
- [JP Voice Claim]: Frieren, Beyond Journey's End
- [EN Voice Claim]: Fine, Vampire in the Garden
- [Frieren Clip 2]
- [Frieren Clip 3]
- [Fine Clip 2]
- [Fine Clip 3]

Recent Events
[08--23--2025]
"I can't... remember."
"To help other people- my friends.That's why I'm here, right?"


Momentos
An enchanted broom that behaves nearly like a companion, and acts upon her emotions and thoughts. Gifted to her by her mentor. Unfortunately, that being the case- the thing is rather temperamental. Though it has saved her from a fall many times- it is typically glamoured and hovering somewhere nearby.
A Yol feather, given to her by Levv during their time at The Gold Saucer. It's said to belong to his own Yol, from the Azim Steppes. She keeps it carefully preserved in a book- that it might be pressed. It's kept in a cupboard in her cabin.
A thick winter coat, given to her by a Roegadyn in full plate armor during the colder months in Ul'dah, around Heaven's Turn. His act of kindness was a quick example, as she eventually wove and gave away a coat to a friend.
A hand drawn portrait of herself, by Hummingbird and given to her as a gift. While she hadn't requested he draw her, she's very fond of the portrait and keeps it hung up in a room in her cabin.
Her healing staff- a gift from her mentor after her five year training period. Given as a token of farewell, when she set off to try and live her life on her own terms.
Her bag. Always carried with her, this was a gift from a kind couple who let her stay for a night in their home. Over time, she's made some modifications to it- the bag now an indispensable magic tool.
An Omamori Charm, dream charm, and prayer beads. Given to her by Nas, each one represents something- to ward off evil spirits, to aid in good dreams, to love and care for others as well as oneself. She keeps them in good condition, and does not take them to places where they may get lost or damaged.
The remnants of a white set of flower arrangements, finally laid to rest. Given to her by Trausti, she has taken to pressing them into the pages of a book- just behind the page with the Yol feather inside.
A small ornate box that perhaps once contained sweets inside- only the light perfume of them remaining, with a pretty little necklace. A lovely gift from Kiaran, meant to commemorate their friendship. She keeps it tucked away in a safe place.
A wine bottle. One of her own vintage that she'd made, but sharing it with a good friend on a good day- that makes it special.
A purple hyacinth corsage. Given to her by Animus, who'd come to learn her favorite flower.
A white ribbon, given as a gift around Starlight by Nariak. She keeps it clean and maintains the fabric, only willing to wear it at special events.
A small box with a silver necklace- bearing a hyacinth charm on it. This too is kept well, and is a rather tender gift.
A letter from House Verus, acting as an Imperial Pardon from the Senate should the bearer be put into custody. Received in good faith due to aid offered, and only valuable as a one time use item.
A coronal wristband, given to her as a starlight gift. Occasionally she may bring this out to wear it, but keeps it well maintained.
A necklace that negates the effects of Levin- give to her due to her difficulty controlling the element, and habit of striking herself with it.
A mysterious wooden box holding a strange device inside, that emits a low signal.
A strange moon pendant, that activates only with a certain song.
An ice aspected shard attached to a leather cord. (only sometimes on her person)
A necklace with a charm in the shape of a fox, with sakura petals. She keeps it in a small pink box- given to her by a dear friend.
A plushie from "Build a Mog" with a memory crystal inside. It is named Tempest.
The remnants of a creepy looking doll, which apeared to contain a voidsent within due to its origins. Destroyed in the fight, though tenderly stitched back together.
Woven sunflower, given to her by Zekiel after she had taught him the language of flowers.
A metal hyacinth necklace, and a thick bozjan coat- given to her by Touffant. She keeps them in her bag at all times.
A "Vial of Whispers". Often pulled out to give her a sense of calm.
A strange ring with a silver glimmer and translucent crystal band. While it grants resistance to frost, it can also offer a chill to things.
A pendant with a glowing eye, that aids in the ability to see in the dark.
An enchanted labradorite pendant, with a mystery effect.
A leather worn eyepatch with tints of metal. It's a somber thing...
A tea cup, given to her while she suffered prolonged illness. She'll occasionally take it out to drink from it, and keeps it relatively clean.
[Temporary] A Copy of '----- --- -----', lent from Arcana Obscura. Due for return [1/27/2025]. A historical text in correlation with 'The Fury's Knights of the Table Round'. [Past Due Date]
A Doman Iron Coin. It has a faint floral scent.
A strange, ultramarine blue scale with lingering electric energy.
[Living] A small morbol seedling, given to her by an impish stranger in passing.

HOOKS
Strange Figure - Surrounded by folks she knows, folks she's yet to know, or running at the behest of a butterfly, she's an odd one. Heroes, Villains, Sinners, Saints- she somehow mingles with nearly every type of person.
Wanderer - No matter her occupation, the Raen travels very frequently. You may have seen a raen on broom back flying between cities!
Aetheric Energy - Having a strong attunement to magic, her ability for Conjury is fairly masterful. The well of aether she's able to pull from allows for great magical feats, if only for a short time. Using such an abundance of magic will exhaust her fairly easily. She can see and follow trails of aether, but does not have pronounced aether-sight. Her strongest aspects are white magic and blue magic.
Scope of Knowledge - Speaking Common, Sylphen, Steppe Au'ri, and Hingan, her primary knowledge is of; magic, the occult, medicine, and Ishgardian culture. She's also fairly knowledgeable about Ul'dah's social circles- a mingler in many of them, but member of few.
Combat Training - Constantly Training on the Sands with different types of melee weapons, she is primarily a caster. Her melee specialties are fist fighting, the use of a claymore, and of late- sword and board. She will always weave white and blue magicks into any style she uses.
Traveling Healer - In need of a healing hand? her name might come up, among the many other healers that frequent The Bloodsands. Most who know her will refer to her as 'One', but many find the number name a bit precarious and simply call her 'Fate'.
The Spirit of Adventure - As she often travels and meets strange folk, she will also often find herself going to odd places for shenanigan's- whether that's collecting apples for a client, or diving into deep crypts and places of enchantment. She may even offer folk who know her well enough, a chance to be whisked away on one of these endeavors- comical, exciting, or otherwise. But if you are in need of a healer, she will also happily accompany you.
Ominous Aura - Bubbly and friendly, you might not expect such a thing from her. But occasionally, there is a fairly strong presence- particularly to those sensitive to aether, void touched, or artificial in nature. Perhaps you feel a strange tug and smell a hint of lavender and hyacinth in the air?
Story Spinner - Perhaps you've heard "The Sword that Spoke" or "The Apple and the God Tree"? Barding in her spare time. these are tales unique to her performances. She does not spin a yarn for them very often, and it does not seem that these tales are penned anywhere. perhaps you've even only heard the names and taken an interest in hearing the story!
Rumors - Perhaps you've heard tell of a pale hyur in Ishgard who heals the common folk- or perhaps you've heard tell of an Au'ra with pale features lurking about the Hinterlands? Nearly always a story of trouble follows either of them. Whispers of diving into deep crypts with monsters, of daring rescues, of loss. But most commonly, of hope despite all of this chaos. No matter what trouble follows these figures, they nearly always make it out- perhaps, with a new friend.
An entourage - She's almost never seen alone; whether it's a bunch of vierra, a crowd of hyur, or suddenly a group of Miqo'te- this woman certainly attracts company!
Fight Fight Fight!- Anywhere a fight can be picked, she's there- to watch, to join. She never picks anything too risky, and is often cheering on a friend. Perhaps you've seen her in a fight pit, bearing her sword?
Constant Injuries?- Perhaps you came across her with wrappings? Around her neck, her chest, her hands- it seems she's accident prone. Or perhaps, danger prone. Either way, she can't seem to stay out of trouble.
What's Her Face: Perhaps you've come across a raven haired hyur of pale skin, a red haired elezen, a pale miqo'te? Something seems strange about this individual either way- their appearance seems.. off, though pretty. (You may do a /d20 roll to see through her glamour disguise.
Lingering Gaze: Often one that I start with, she may notice things about /you/ that draw her eyes over. If I should whisper an interaction of such, that's an invitation to rp :D

Memorable Faces
There's a throbbing in her head. Everything is hazey and all of the memories of who she's met in the past, and who she's met in the present, are blurring together. Face overlain on face, repeating patterns of behavior that spill out into a symphony of chaos.
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______________________________________________________________________________The statue of a Damsel - Prickly. Well humored, mysterious. Colorful memories of laughter, a coat on a winter's night.The Damsel's Crow - Lurking in their shadow, on their shoulder. A smile behind dark hair and bright eyes. Joy and warmth.The Damsel's Vexation - A wall of ice. Impenetrable. But a soft smile hiding beneath it, and hair white as snow.The Moon Walker - Red and white, hummed in a tune from the east. The rising sun, and the setting moon. Doman iron in the shape of a coin, entwined in white hyacinths.Blue Eyes - Surrounded by the snows of coerthas- knives, an axe made of ice with a silver cudgel. One who moves like a wolf on the hunt, always- with one at his side. He vanishes into the storm.Captain of the Clock Tower - Steely eyes with a tongue vorpal, and fire in her words. She sits comfortably in the dark and wraps it like a cloak round herself- pistol at the ready.Cumulonimbus - Ever present protector, lingering in steel close behind. Once filled with rage that burned all around him, he is like a billowing cloud of smoke now- only threatening to those that justify it. Embers are burning away at his resolve, but she will fan the fire to keep it alive.Water Horse - Daggers like a river, cutting through time; and eyes brilliant and green. Like a forest. They are excitement- joy in the mundane, and the adventure. Risen from the cold grip of death and born anew.The Ocean's Siren - Quiet, quiet, until someone enters the water. Then madness. And now, all is quiet again. Drawings delicately lain out on parchment depicting the world- lengthy late night talks. The sentimental, the pragmatic. Comfort in the silence.The Page Master - Weaving geometries, to save -- to protect. Gentle in nature, kind in spirit. Always putting the hearts of others before their own. In a soft orange glow, she knows them.The Sunflower - Reckless red and a drawn blade, behind one of the brightest smiles known to man. Broken bones and a tender embrace. Tearful nights and confiding. Little brother.The Sunlit Statue - Craftsman, gun toter. Always holding themselves up against a storm that weathers the stone, but never breaks it. A little shadow at their heels, they are the comfort of a quiet night. Crickets and dreams. Safety.Metal Sparrow - Hiding- hiding. Like she is hiding. A kindred spirit, with a thread dangling around their neck. One that may end them.The Fiery Lance - Rising on a drake's wings through blizzard riddled skies, tender moments over drink and in the quiet lamp light- overridden with pride. Pride and personal anguish.The Behemoth - An imposing figure with a terrible smile. Always lurking, and usually at a distance. Friendly to those that know the wolf-like grin- but the threat looming is ever present.

OOC
UPDATE: [05-05-2024] My current schedule is going to primarily be evening availability, full availability on Tues-Wed.
Time Zone: PST
Availability: Any day at 5pm.
Server: Balmung
Likely Spots: (Dravania) (La Noscea)
Boundaries: I do not erp, and prefer adventure type scenarios. Do not conflate IC with OOC. I will not tolerate it. I do not do scenes which involve harming children.
Notes: I am dyslexic, and have memory problems- so please be patient with me. Explicitly, if we make plans for something- please communicate it in discord where I can have a written record! I will not remember it otherwise.
Depending on the severity of her exploits, she may use glamour powder and specialized glamour prisms for tailored disguises. If you're uncertain about what you're looking at, I'll usually list that disguise in my search info- and you can always ask.

Art Work

What if--
I don't need any guidance,
And want to go my way?
I'm not afraid,
To walk alone--
where they all live unaware...
...when the magic came over me...
I was dancing there,
and the moon was low...
Then the light of the evergreen,
...started flickering...
Was a night I could never forget...
And the windows were opening,
With the frozen leaves....
Twirling over and over my head...
Virgin snow beneath my feet,
Painting the world in white,
I tread the way,
And lose myself into a tale...
Everything...
... I could ever need...
Was in front of me.
Companion Art
Masatada
Trausti
Adisa
Laithe
Kiyoshi
Yuma
Kiche
Haya'to
Levv
Nas
Kiaran
Nariak
Reinhardt
Animus
Touffant