stars so soft and sweet, and it turns them into hunters. the
saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unboud. i hunt
for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground.

maelie lesrekta

maelie lesrekta

upon first glance

she is threadbare and restless. a woman of boundless energy and homemade clothes- she is but a sight to behold from the average gaze; to the ruffled and unkempt hair haphazardly placed up or let loose, to the homemade nature of her clothes and the frayed edges that taunt her. she smiles like the sun, but can rival the bitter chill of the moon's surface. from the mind's eye- those with aethersight may see the blinding light of her aether within her, coalescing at her chest. however, those without sight are not left off to fend alone, but the woman passes by and a flower shoppe wafts in the air. she smells of roses, lavenders, honeysuckles- it changes in the day. however, just as she is sweet, a hint of delight wafts in the air akin to the rolanberries she so adores.

VIERA VEENA. ◞     FEMALE.

TWENTY SEVEN. ◞     VOICE.

MARE # ◞             ITSAMAELIE




yellow gerberas ; warmth, sunshine, friendliness.

general info

general info

◞   NAME       maelie (born maja lesrekta)
◞   RACE         viera (veena)
◞   AGE            twenty-seven [27]
◞   NAME DAY       seventeenth of the third umbral moon
◞   BIRTHPLACE       lesrekta village [skatay range]
◞   FLUENCY         viera, hingan [including doman,] ishgardian, eorzean / common, sign [viera / xaela / common variants,] and xaela / xaeliac.
◞   SEXUALITY           demiromantic / polyam
◞   MARTIAL                engaged / open
◞   HEIGHT                     five fulms [156cm]
◞   WEIGHT                   one eighty ponz [82kg]
◞   HAIR COLOR         dark purple [dyed / light lavender originally]
◞   EYE COLOR             azure blue
◞   BODY TYPE             full figured- belly pouch.
◞   VOICE CLAIM       aurora aksnes
◞   FEATURES         freckled and scarred. scattered beauty marks. notable scars on shoulder blade and hip. runic like seal atop of chest, above sternum.


extroverted  ❖   introverted  ❖   in between
disorganized  ❖   organized  ❖   in between
close-minded  ❖   open-minded  ❖   in between
calm  ❖   anxious  ❖   in between
disagreeable  ❖   agreeable  ❖   in between
cautious  ❖   reckless  ❖   in between
patient  ❖   impatient  ❖   in between
outspoken  ❖   reserved  ❖   in between

with an adoration of adventure and the high that comes with risk, there's a slight twinge of unhinged that teeters her on the edge when faced with the idea of what gets her blood pumping and her weapons sullied with the stench of combat. to crush others under her boot in the sport of battle lay ever tempting- but she also enjoys the simplicities in life. homecooked meals, sweets, and the fresh aroma of flowers send her aflutter- but also does she have a lingering desire for culture and knowledge.alternatively, there's something about being locked to the ground that sends her in a panic. clipped wings and bound legs cause the bird to panic in the cage of this world. at the sight of her loved ones being harmed, the creature snarls and growls. there's a bite to her like no other from the years of life she's lived. while little things like sour foods and sharp noises can bristle at her fur, there is truly no scorn greater than the disdain she has towards those who have done her wrong. a grudge, it festers until it bursts.

leader  ❖   follower  ❖   in between
empathetic  ❖   unempathetic  ❖   in between
optimistic  ❖   pessimistic  ❖   in between
traditional  ❖   modern  ❖   in between
hard-working  ❖   lazy  ❖   in between
cultured  ❖   uncultured  ❖   in between
loyal  ❖   disloyal  ❖   unknown
faithful  ❖   unfaithful  ❖   unknown

◞       STRENGTH                 ◆◆◆◇◇
◞       DEXTERITY                 ◆◆◆◆◇
◞       SPEED                             ◆◆◆◆◇
◞       CONSTITUTION     ◆◆◆◇◇
◞       INTELLIGENCE       ◆◆◆◆◇
◞       WISDOM                       ◆◆◇◇◇
◞       CHARISMA                 ◆◆◆◆◇
◞       MAGIC                             ◇◇◇◇◇

◞       COMBAT                 trained in various weaponry and plans to continue training into more options. from most to least proficient; bows, swords, pole arms, axes, scythes, hammers, etc. no magic.◞       LIFE SKILLS         crafting abilities include smithing, leatherworking, cloth craft, cooking, goldsmithing, woodworking, etc. gathering abilities include mining, botany, fishing. she is also knowledgeable in the language of flowers, horticulture, and animal husbandry.◞       VARIOUS             miscellaneous skills include parkour / free running, singing, sketching, doodling, and making really cute flower crowns. (:




plumeria ; beaty, charm, grace.

appearance

appearance

    FASHION    . maelie's fashion sense has certainly upgraded to where it used to be. Formally, maelie kept quite covered up with long sleeves, loose skirts, and lenghty trousers. lately, her fashion sense has upgraded to flowy fabrics and slits, the occasional peek of skin is something she's grown to admire as her scars have become too aplenty to cover. she's grown comfortable with showing more skin- but she still might not be dressing appropriately for certain weather conditions now and again.

    FEATURES    . faint freckles atop her cheeks and across her nose, a beauty mark underneath the right side of her lip, and a purple jewel atop her forehead. she has faint freckles atop her shoulders and slight red discoloration at some spots across her skin, including many scars and scrapes here and there, with the most noticeable one being on her left shoulder blade. another concerning scar that she leaves hidden is one right beneath her belly button, going horizontal from her left hip to near her public region. a seal that shows itself under the shroud of shadow appears now against her chest, bright and teal in color.

    HAIR STYLE    . maelie's hair at this point has gone overgrown and, when loose, extends past her waist- however, as of late she keeps her hair up into a ponytail and keeps her fringe at her forehead. with its added length and unkempt qualities, it's not surprising to see the veena keep her hair up in a ponytail, but, frankly, the amount of hair ties that break on her make it not worth it to keep it up sometimes.

    AETHER    . maelie's adventures into the first have truly left her with something that is tied to her through the thickest of knots. joining with her shard on the first, more of which can be read about in her full biography, left her aether dense and blinding in a bright light. her aether's elements now sway towards a combination of wind and light.




forget me nots ; memories, true love.

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this background page serves as a summary to various points of maelie's life, and is not a full and detailed recounting of what has happened up until present day. a full, detailed, retelling can be found at the button below. beside that is a back button, in case you'd just rather not read anything here at all.

 

    O1 BEGINNINGS    . the beginnings of a familiar veena; she who was once named maja called a village in the skatay range home as she navigated that world with a chip on her shoulder and a trouble streak, but after interference from her wood warder father- she was then exiled from then on out. a single night, plucked from her home, the duo took to the world and traversed together as a nontraditional family.

 

    O3 SEPARATION    . a disruption, a halt in their travels. what would have been a wonderous adventure into the west and the lands of eorzea had become a nightmare come true. instead of a lovely boat ride across from radz at han to the shores of la noscea, became a war at sea. savages like herself, capsized and captured by those with a third eye. kept bound and trapped, the separation of a nontraditional family only lead to the girl become woman to horrors that haunt her to this day still.

 

    O5 CHOSEN    . there comes a price with meddling- and after constant actions against those of the dark arts, maelie was thrusted into a star unfamiliar. perhaps the start of attempts against her, these only gave futile results. the woman banded together and escaped the first with new friends, but not without leaving with a discovery of her shard, a reflection of herself. a vii named mia, a woman who was entitled a warrior of light within those light infested lands. one step into the church of the first lights' ruins- and our veena, maelie, found herself merged with her shard and thrust back into the world she was more familiar with.

 

    O7 MALEVOLENCE    . with a name for herself in tavern brawls and sand fights, maelie has finally taken her name and spread it across the region. a kind soul, a battered bun- with the help of new friends and new loves alike, she has grown from the wallflower she once was within the lane, to something more. although, this something more has slowly sprawled towards a self-fulfilling prophecy. the mystery of her aether unlocked and discovered to be the meddling of her own mother, only unlocked another mystery shrouded by her time within bozja. a cloud, a haze- the birth of these random violent tendencies stirred the anger of that shard within her.

 

    O9 PRESENTLY    . life or death scenario aside, the veena sits aside- relaxing, taking a breather, all to the encouraging of her beloveds. finally, the viera is experiencing rest. for now- at least. it's always something with this bunny, isn't there?

    O2 ADVENTURE    . their travels took them betwixt every single inch of land throughout the east- from every leaf in the skatay range and golmore jungle, to every blade of grass through the entirety of the steppe. they were attached at the hip, and he took to passing all his knowledge and more onto his daughter- who, after rescuing an ishgardian caravan, was then reborn as maelie.

 

    O4 REBIRTH    . no longer tethered to cold castrum walls and metallic floors, the veena begun a new life within the lands of eorzea. initially trapped, clueless, and confused over this new world- maelie finds not only a new love, a new passion, but has kindled her desire to find her father and reunite with him- even if this new found love lead her to new troubles with ishgardian hierarchies and the looming threat of something that seemed otherworldly- an ascian threat that she would have never dreamed of.

 

    O6 OVERGROWTH    . over-engorged with not only her own aether, but that of her shard, maelie's return into the world they knew only lead to her meddling further and bringing up more questions than answers. there were new friends, new jobs, and now a new clue to the mystery of why the wood cursed her. assassination attempts, violent brawls- she spent time trying to keep alive and learn more about herself. even if, unfortunately, learning about herself and her newfound polyamory might have created a rift between herself and her husband. to this day, however- even with that rift, she still clutches to the ring given to her by him.

 

    O8 BURNING    . with a desire to connect with this angered shard of hers- maelie fought with the voices between her ears and settled on an ultimatum- perhaps it was time to see her shard face to face once more, to take her up upon a possible truce. however, summoning this shard into their world caused tragedy as a cardinal virtue was spawned into her place. who used to be named mia, now took up the name heneka- all to try and remove maelie from the equation. in an attempt to take the veena's aether for her own- she found herself trapped within the royal hunting grounds with one option, and that was to finally reach out for help. with the success of friends and lovers, maelie was freed from the virtue's grasp but now was left with new scars, a visible seal, and new night terrors.

 




forget me nots ; memories, true love.

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as a warning, this page has quite a few trigger warnings in the form of nonconsensual activity, kidnapping, violence, death, etc. this is not mandatory reading, by the way! return will take you back to the standard history page. ♥

 

Daughter to a woman with her heart rooted in the snow capped mountains hugging their home village, and to a man who longs for a life of unity, the small rabbit was thrust rather quickly into the traditions and teachings of the Lesrekta village. The Green Word, the code of ethics for their kind, was ingrained and taught to the members of their home, female and male. Her mother, Prima Leskrekta, lead the village’s hearth and defenses. She assisted in creating traps, maintaining proper training for their warriors, and developing defenses for their village boundaries, but also taught young rabbits to cook, clean, and maintain their village’s more domestic needs. She is a woman of many talents who passed these onto her daughter, a small Viera named Maja Lesrekta. Her jackrabbit of a father, Hartwig Lesrekta, was also a formidable foe. A silent killer, for the time the males come to their village to sow their seeds and to take the jackrabbits from their homes, he’s considered a rather fine example of the ideal Viera man.However, he did have a fatal flaw at the first sighting of his daughter- he craved to be a family man.His heart swelled three sizes that moon, the jack he was to take was long forgotten and his daughter now became the object of his affections. She was roughly four summers old when she first met him, and every few moons after that, her father whisked her away from her bedroom while the moon hung overhead. A hero from the mundane routines. Instead of saying her prayers by bedside, requesting the elders and ancients to bless her village, she packs a bag with nonessentials and her favorite stuffed wolf pup. He took her on adventures and escapades under the noses of their fellow villagers, and the scrutiny of her mother’s gaze. She learned to travel from branch to branch, exploring the canopies of trees and embracing the ground beneath her feet. The tug of her bowstring became second nature and the sights of the Skatay Range glimmered in her eyes. He would woefully deny the sights beyond the range, however. Othard was large and seeing its sights would take much longer than escaping for just a night.Maelie as a child was sworn to secrecy, having her father break tradition through a typically strict village was quite the crime, but after accidentally retelling her mother how she managed to gather a small handful of rare berries that grew on the far side of the range- the secret was revealed after an epoch of journeys with her father underneath the cloak of night.She was old enough to leave the village and old enough to understand what she did was quite wrong- the Lesrekta village heads and her own mother gathered, giving Maelie an ultimatum. She would either leave the village with her father, vowing not to return, or accept punishment and remain in the village, letting her father live in exile alone. The loyalty she felt towards her village and the women who raised her made her heart ache at the thought of abandoning them. Her mind told her to stay with those who could protect you. Yet, she followed her gut and left with her father a few moons after the ultimatum was presented.Eleven years old and Maja Lesrekta was no more, she was simply called Kanina by her father and any passerbys they crossed upon while traveling the entirety of Othard. He taught her to hunt properly, using the nature surrounding them to aid in their combat and their survivability. They scaled mountains, they wandered forests, and they had the map of Othard memorized beneath the soles of their feet. Their adventures took them from the Skatay Range, through to Doma, Yanxia, then the Steppe. She has fond memories of scouring the area of Namai and catching sight of Doma beneath the heel of the Garlean Empire. She remembers the sights of swimming through the shores of the Ruby Tide and visiting the volcanic rock of Hell’s Lid. She’s seen more sights than most of the rabbits in her village have combined, and while her heart aches for them, she takes to sketching out these places in a small sketchpad she carries with her. One day, she dreams of taking them back to her village and showing them the sights of their land in the east.Years would pass, and adulthood started growing on her as she became more of an equal to her father, rather than a pupil.However, during her travels along the One River by Doma, her father and her came across a turned over caravan being harrassed by strange voidsent, some appearing more machine than otherwise. The battle itself was far from difficult, but she found herself still breathless after meeting some of the precious cargo the caravan was escorting through Othard. They all seemed quite regal, all of them built differently and much taller than the Viera, Au Ra, or Hyur counterparts Maelie and her father had met throughout their travels. Instead, they were tall, thin, and their ears pointed towards the sky. She found herself face to face with a woman adorned in robes, hands gloved and eyes shimmering. She introduced herself as the daughter of a nobleman from Ishgard, a towering kingdom within the lands of Eorzea.Rather smitten by both the looks and upbringings of this mysterious princess, Maelie rather quickly grew to asking her all sorts of questions about this land called Eorzea. As a thank you for their swift rescue, Maelie and her father were offered passage to Kugane, where the caravan was originally headed, and a lump sum to get them to Eorzea comfortably and in style. Despite the monetary reward, Maelie was more attracted to the Elezen woman she met, and spent their travels to Kugane getting to know her.She even shared her own difficulties in finding a city name, something to separate herself from the forest name she left behind. The Elezen suggested Maelie, and so the name stuck.To this day, Maelie is rather unsure of the meaning to her name, but the words of the Elezen still ring in her ears; With someone of your looks, you only deserve the most regal of names- Maelie should suit you just fine, don’t you think?Once her father and her arrived at Kugane, they made the sail to Thavnair from Kugane, which from there they decided to sail to the Rothlyt Sound and use the cove nearby to sail into the Black Shroud, where their adventures in Eorzea were to begin. They had a plan of exploring Gridania, hiking through the Thanalan deserts, and even exploring the shores of La Noscea. All were exciting propositions, and Maelie even charted off a course that lead through the major cities, leaving them to stay in their respective inns as well.After some time of exploring Radz-At-Han, their ship sailed from Thavnair towards Eorzea with a group of merchants, adventurers, and anyone who wished to barder passage through the sea of Jade and the Sirensong sea. She took to doodling passengers and sharing stories with the adventurers she met on board the ship, many of wish were searching towards Eorzea for a better life, or for new opportunities for their specific trades. She even met a sweet hyur who promised to send her letters through the infamous moogle mail- a strange concept, but one she was excited to experience while staying in Eorzea. Their hearts were joyful and their excitement was at a high, but after passing The Crown and nearing Rothlyt Sound, their ship was interrupted and boarded by a small fleet of ships made with metal and magitek, a Garlean fleet, she remembers a child crying out.With the sound of blades and skin being sliced apart, the adventurers atop the ship brought up arms as best as they could against the Garleans, but were ultimately defeated. The remaining survivors were taken from their ship and brought to Gyr Abania, where the current viceroy of Ala Mhigo claimed them to be prisoners of war, taking use of their adventurer statuses to be used for other means. Her father, a strong man who held the promise of a hard worker, was sentenced to work as a gatherer, mining minerals and assisting in the construction for various magitek pieces. While Maelie, after biting one of the Garlean officers and getting a swift smack in the face for it, was made a servant for the acting leader of Castellum Velodyna in The Fringes.From then on, she never saw her father again.[ tw ; brief mentions of noncon / rape ]Although, with a pride too strong, she certainly made him proud. She often fought back and spat at her captors, denying to do their work as tasks were made apparent to her. It was during this time she was given a hit to her left shoulder blade that still remains as a scar to this day, and many other scars that still bare the promise of fading away in due time. She remembers their words, their tugging at her ears, and the wounds they inflicted so. They took from her what she sought to protect- her dignity. Many nights she was subject to their carnal pleasures, praising her exotic and savage nature. Mayhaps the metal of their armor or the heat of their skin left imprints along her body, but nothing compares to the only connection to her father she had being torn from her. She remembers so clearly how her bow from her father was forced from her and torn to shreds- the tattered remains were thrown into the Velodyna River by the Castellum. All piss poor memories that make her seethe at the thought.[ tw end ]After some time of being held captive, herself and a few others were scouring the river’s edge near the East End and Castrum Oriens in search for materials and gathering supplies they were tasked with getting. The Garlean who was tasked to watch over them was ransacked soon by Gridanian troops, granting the freedom of Maelie and the others with her. A chance at freedom, they were brought to Gridania and while others ran to their families and friends, she was left truly alone. There was nowhere for her to call home, and she was unsure of the friends she made along the way even being there for her to call. Given temporary refuge within The Roost, she was offered a position within the Company ranks, and even some assistance from the residents of Gridania, towards her travels- however, the only person she knew was alive and somewhere in Eorzea, was the noblewoman from Ishgard she met years ago.Maelie accepted the assistance of some residents, taking residence within the Gridanian Archer’s guild and assisting them with their tasks. She made her keep for some time, but once the liberation of Ala Mhigo was officially announced and the war of the Alliance versus Garlemald begun, she took to packing up what little belongings she was left with, and set out on an adventure to live the life her father would have wanted her to. A life full of adventure.The life full of adventure though, was something she truly did not expect to go to these lengths. From landing herself in the Quicksands night after night, looking for jobs or for menial tasks to do to keep herself afloat, she managed to meet a man named Leonceault Xavalien. An Elezen with good charms and looks that remind her of the caravan she once saved, she fell smitten rather quickly. Though, the approach and unity was a slowroll, but gladly, the man who put down the axe and left Ishgard was a patient man.Through tribulations, the two grew closer together and eventually her budding anxieties were broken to. She saved him from attacks, and he in turn worked with her to save her from herself. They've traveled together, lain together, and even steadily worked towards their skills together. (As he repicked up the axe after some time, assisting her in learning how to properly wield it.Trouble in paradise, however, begun with the involvement of the Vontine estate. After much disagreement, attempts to overtake the Xavalien heir in order to grow the estate, Maelie found herself wedged between the war and affairs of nobles. Not only did she manage to find herself beaten and meddling in the business of something more sinister, but it lead her to being trapped within Norvrandt for months until her escape lead her to discovering something very wrong with her. At first she was claimed to be insane, to be dreaming of visiting this place and would act aggressively for no reason, but her story was slowly pieced together with the assistance of new friends who helped her discover the piece of her soul that lingered in the first.This woman was a Viera like her, but her origins lie within the Church of the First Light. She was discovered by their leader one day in Lakeland, nearly being attacked by one of the monsters that roam there. The girl held no name aside from The Chosen, and it was clear from the start the leader of such a church only had bad intentions for her and the light crystal she managed to receive one day after a brave act.The girl was what they entitled a Warrior of Light, someone who was theorized to protect the world and the church idealized her till the very end, and each inch of that idolization hit Maelie hard when she ventured through Lakeland for the first time and visited various locations throughout.After some more conflict between them and alongside a poisoning attempt that occurred within the Quicksands, (honestly, one of her more embarrassing moments, a rogue Lalafell doctor came to her rescue, but not without the lingering doubt of insanity eating away at the back of her mind,) Maelie found herself truly living the adventurous experience her father probably didn't expect for her.Now, we catch up to present day, where the union between the newly reinstated Xavalien heir and a viera named Maelie rushed through Ishgard, though, with the rebuilding of the Firmament and with distractions like Leonceault getting back into music and performing, they still have yet to sanctify their marriage with a ceremony and Maelie has been seen alone quite- too often.The tension in their relationship was a strain Maelie didn't expect to linger within her heart like this. Being her first relationship, her first marriage- it was only natural she would experience her first hardships in love with Leonceault as well. Their busied schedules and lack of contact threw her towards a vice she promised herself not to embrace, but the lip of an alcohol bottle and the burn of the liquid running down her throat felt too tempting. So, liquid courage in her veins and her frustrations baring through gritted teeth, she made mistakes.At first, it was simply entertaining the idea of possibly leaving Leonceault and ending things plagued the back of her mind, as if shadows crept along the bright light that is her over-engorged aether. Then the temptations became emotional waterfalls, a pouring of her sadness into the hands that was a close friend. In the pursuit of comfort, another mistake occurred that day as soon as her lips hit that of one she adamantly insists is a friend. Her first love, her first marriage, her first heartbreak, and her first taste of a concept called cheating.Not only did the guilt of kissing someone else come over her, but the fragility of her heart was struck after overhearing Leonceault's parents. Two of nobility, great heads to their family with incredible standing in Ishgard, regarded her as a fleeting fancy, as a woman who wouldn't be able to follow him as he furthered into nobility and became the Xavalien family head. It was shocking, especially after nights of graciousness and kindness reflecting in his father's eyes, it was more than a heartbreak, but a betrayal. So she left, hiding out in the Hourglass inn and roaming Ul'dah, finding jobs to spend her time and keep her mind off of these thoughts.Finding her after weeks, Leonceault seemed to finally catch up with what occurred and out of the guilt in her heart, she confessed that she had been with another. Furious and upset, it was his turn to disappear without a trace and for her to only find out a week later that he had abandoned his family. Given the task to find him, Leonceault's brother Alexois demanded his safety and even went as far as to reveal to her the bond created between the brothers by their mother- one of which Maelie still lingers in confusion over.

Yet, after reuniting, things have seemingly changed, haven't they? The guilt of navigating this strange world of love has only motivated her further, it helped her explore the possibilities of sharing her heart- and it has grown into such a rift between herself and the first love she clings to. Despite it- she had finally discovered the love she shared for others could be spread amongst more. It felt natural, wonderful, to finally discover she feels comfortable with a state of polyamorous relationship. While she still clings to that first love while discovering her passions with others, there is still that lingering mystery. There's still a blossoming aether within her that she was cursed with in this world.While navigating her life, Maelie has gotten a name for herself as a fighter within taverns, a brawler in the sands, and someone who has made connections in this life. No longer considered much of a wallflower, it's made her predicament more known and has prompted her to search for answers. a close comrade found in a rabbit named Campion, they began the search to discover what is holding her back- and found a bigger mystery than they anticipated. A seal, one located at her chest, (now cracked from their meddling,) holds her and her shard's aether at bay. With a rupture in its hold, she does have access to tap into her own aether now, but with the lack of control and the nature of it- it leaks. She is a faucet that cannot truly seal itself, which only lead to Maelie seeking more drastic measures and answers.After a successful mission in liberating a Garlean brothel located in Kugane, something switched once more in the Viera's mind and suddenly, she found herself not only torturing a captive garlean captain, but murdering in the man in the forests of the skatay range. A terrifying feat for those outward looking in, a decision that did not sit well with Maelie's shard- a woman who shared a mind with her reflection. The vii from the first named mia shared a body with maelie, but retained her own consciousness within the veena. It caused for conflict, for a terrifying butting of heads. With Maelie's relinquishing her code of ethics and navigating away from what mia believed to be Maelie's true purpose- the shard had made Maelie's life a living hell within her own mind.With a desire to connect with her shard, Maelie tried to make amends, attempted to strike an accord- but these attempts failed and her voice was taken from her for a brief moment in time. Frustration mounting, our Viera friend went to regretful lengths to try and connect further with this shard, and instead summoned mia into this world. However, summoning her lead to something worse- and so the cardinal virtue, heneka, was brought into this world. Sprouting fanatical conspiracies and threats, Heneka had decided to take Maelie's aether for her own and replace her in this world. All from Maelie's conscious decision to take vengeance into her own hands. Before things could get too far, it seemed that Maelie had the strength to call friends to help save her from this Cardinal Virtue- but it left her with more scars and now a visible seal on her chest. Now, with more questions than answers for the overworked Veena, maybe it's a good time for the Viera to take a break for a day or two.




freesias ; innocence, friendship, trust.

connections

connections

hooks.

    FLORIST    . the shoppe itself has experienced quite the boon since the very first openings of its wooden door. Now expanded past flower arrangements, the shoppe has now started to blossom into something more explicit than expected from the occasional wandering eye. perhaps its the strong smell of incense and perfumes that radiate from the lower floor, or maybe the rumor of the shoppe owner, maelie, being willing to take more than just an order of flowers. either way, her shop has made a name for itself, and it wouldn't be uncommon for someone to know her as the shoppekeep to the brennesle shoppe.

    BOZJA    . her time alongside the bozjan resistance was shorter lived than some, but it certainly gave her enough time to create a name for herself. Sort of an enigma, a legend amongst ranks, she worked alone and had quite the track record for shooting vitals and asking questions later. If you were also on the battlefield, there could have been a chance you heard of someone so ruthless, the chaotic humming of someone enjoying their murderous tasks a little too much- or perhaps you even caught sight of her in battle. It's clear, however, that she's a bit of a different person without that strange glint in her eyes.

    ISHGARD    . a bustling bunny that made quite the name for herself aside from her involvement within the houses of the ishgardian noble side- a woman of the firmament, a wonderful light that helps the poor of the brume and the noble alike. she was first exposed to be the newly beloved of a former expat, leonceault xavalien, the heir of the xavalien house. a striking update and something unfamiliar to the usually xenophobic neighbors living within the pillars. she had become more than just the talk of the city state when her divorce became public and her affections were now lying with vance hawke, a viera with their own nobility and presence within ishgard. it shouldn't be a surprise if the word has gone around and the veena seems familiar to you.

    GRIDANIA    . it’s common to see the long eared viera scurry about gridania, tasked by either the adders, the archer’s guild, or any of the other crafting or gathering guilds, she’s usually about and always busy with something. maybe she’s finally relaxing for once, a once in a million chance. or, mayhaps your character has had enough and needs the bustling rabbit to stay still for once in her life. either or, both your character and her have a connection with the shroud and it could be what brings them together.

    PLOTTED    . does none of the above apply? fear not, for discussion is welcomed and we can easily figure out something between the both of us. ♥

hooks.

    RECRUITER    . with a budding or booming business, or mayhaps a struggling career, your character may need a hand to hire- with that, she is absolutely your gal. her heart is booming with a desire to help and often gives her name out to any and all who need an extra hand in life. with her survival instincts, expertise in battle, and general willingness to help- she's a shoe in for any tasks that you may need done. With lack of a fortune to fall upon if need be, these tasks can truly mean anything.

    LESREKTA    . a village hidden within snow capped trees and dense forest, their proximity to the burn and the ruins of dalmasca creates a struggle to survive for any normal civilization, but your character and maelie know the success of their village. upon seeing her, your character is shocked. It’s been years since maelie had been exiled, almost ages. she’s in the spitting image of her mother, it’s hard to not recognize her. mayhaps your character approaches her, there could be some history, some childhood friendships or romance that could have thrived long ago? or, perhaps, your character’s loyalty for the village creates an uncontrollable rage upon seeing a viera so traitorous to their traditions?

    VELODYNA    . during the liberation, your character could have possibly been involved with the garlean encampment. If they be a prisoner and captive, like maelie, or maybe a garlean soldier themselves. your character could have witnessed this hothead in action, spitting and struggling with her captors, taking wound after wound. or, your character could have been one of the soldiers and warriors that helped liberate her.

    GARLEMALD    . to make a long story short, she has quite the distaste for the Empire and with furrowed brows and a scrunched nose, it's obvious- especially if her eyes fall on the third eye upon someone's forehead. fret not, she won't instantly jump at the opportunity to enact some misplaced revenge on a poor sap- but it's obvious there's some lingering resentment by her suddenly short and hostile behavior. Its the trauma, innit.

    OTHARD    . a lesser chance, but while on her travels with her jackrabbit father, your character and her’s paths could have crossed long ago. maybe within the lush cities of kugane, or within the vast range of the othard mountains. she has been to the reaches of the steppe with her father and to the depths of the ruby sea, possibly, your character and her could have battled together side by side within the reaches of othard.

    SHARLAYAN    . a recent development, the bunny has taken up arms with the other gleaners in old sharlayan and embraced her career path as a gleaner- or, in other words, an official errand girl for various forum members. currently, her position as a gleaner has her in and out of sharlayan and labrynthos, but specifically she is under the charge of forum member anna miller.

common rumors.

◞       MOTHERLY                 "she's quite the busy bee, ain't she? been seeing her bound about all 'ovah eorzea from the looks of it, eh? 'wonder if she ever just- stops?"◞       GRUMBLED                 "she frequents the area, alright. i'm almost tired seeing that mop around the lane. huh? no, she's not causing trouble most of the time- she's just watching."◞       CHILDLIKE                 "lady maelie likes to bring snacks around our area, yes she does! i love her tarts and biscuits the most- oh, and her candies! and her taffies!" [the child seems to go on for a bell, listing treats.]◞       ANNOYED                 "if i have to tell that rabbit one more fucking time to get off the roof of my house, i'm- OI! there she fuckin' goeS!"◞       VALLEY                 "by the twelve of course i know her! she's such a bright star- she did the arrangements for my wedding and even gifted a bouquet for our anniversary! her husband and herself were such gems to work with!"◞       DELIGHTED                 "a precious one, that woman. she overworked herself day and night to progress the firmament and help construct these new homes of ours. a shame, really, that a noble's house nabbed her up before ours could."

rare rumors.

◞       STERN                 "your prying would be better suited with someone else, least you be interested in trouble. while you pry into her- she's already pried ten times into you. she's curious to a fault."◞       LACKADAISICAL                 "lemme tell you- i 'prolly shouldn' but the lass deserves da business- if ya need anythin', and i da mean anythin', our bunny lass 'as a way ta ge' it. jus ask!"◞       CONCERNED                 "oh! yes- she's... g-gods, i worry for her, it's been a bit since i've seen her. ah? yes, she's spent time up by the airship launch here, in Radz-at-han. i brought her tea once, the poor girl. she... seems so distraught whenever she's here."◞       PRUDISH                 "ah! that rabbit lass, yes, i do regretfully recall her stumbling around the last vigil and the market some days. she hasn't been around as of late, but good riddance. 'heard the house didn't approve of her."

unique rumors.

◞       MUFFLED                 "never went by anythin' but her name, did she- but her title always lingered about the battlefield 'till our captain filed for her discharge. wild one, that one. think she killed some of our own alongside theirs."◞       ANGERED                 "i-is she around? fuck her- let me at her! she bit my fucking dick once! felt good to strike her down- she needs to be taught a fuckin' thing or two- that idiot didn't do enough to her."◞       NONCHALANT                 "prima's little kit, wasn't she? she was oft to get into trouble- but prima never let us talk much about her. something about her always seemed afraid to."




marigolds ; jealousy, despair, grief.

confidential

confidential

a secret has bene discovered! below is classified information, and at this point in time, maelie is aware of the details of what has occured and what this section entails. more discoveries are being made but please heed the warning- there are triggers involving nonconsensual surgeries and experimentation.

Upon the repurposing of Castellum Velodyna, once a great imperial fortification for supplies and military connections, there were countless of discoveries and looks into what made Castellum Velodyna so formidable prior to the efforts made to take over the Castellum time ago. Amongst those discoveries were not only raw materials and supplies that showed glimpses into how the Garlean forces created their armor, magiteks, and kept a flow of productivity between their locales, but also into the deep confines of the rooms that were not meant for only supplies and airship connections.While not a shock, knowing the behavior of the legion, many files and reports were discovered amongst the boxes of forgotten supplies. Some were shipment reports, airship logs, and even records of how many gunblades were given out to soldiers at their frontline in that given day- but there were a few files that were, surprisingly, of the captives that were taken to their temporary home in Castellum Velodyna. It was said in these reports that this temporary home would be fit to work them to the bone, before transferring them off to different reaches of Eorzea to where the Empire deemed fit. One of the files was a collection labeled Maja.The file contains a collection of records, medical information, studies, and a detailed outline of multiple surgeries that were carried out on the owner of this file. While no identifying photos, (aside from a collection of photos showing scars and wounds against the body of a woman,) could shed glimpses into who this was, it was clear that there was quite a number of procedures done to her. Some of which included sterilization, repairing of of torn muscle, and even assisting with adding a splint to her leg- the worst of all, however, is a strangely cut off page.The page prior introduces the theory of taking the resonant project and turning the concept of super soldiers into something that takes a participant away from their sense of morality and cautious nature. It discusses the concept of survival, and how the basic instincts can be rewritten to create a machine of flesh and blood, one that takes and takes, until nothing else can be taken but themselves. While these theories are just discussed, the following page is snipped in half, but shows the results of the subject, Maja, and following her name are the words inconclusive and unstable.While the bottom half of the page is missing, the top half of the page's reverse side sheds a bit more light on the possible experiment on Maja and the threat that looms if, for some reason, it is discovered that she was the unfortunate subject of something that could have been far more sinister if not for the intervention of Gridanian troops and the Ala Mhigan Resistance.




purple carnation ; capriciousness, changeable.

puppetmaster

puppetmaster

hello ♥ my name is nicole, (or airi, maelie, mae, amin, usa, etc.,) and i'm 21+. i've been roleplaying for over fifteen years at this point, and im tired. but i love doing it so maybe i'm not all that tired. i've been on places like gaia online, tumblr, twitter, and even other forum sites. this is my second character in ffxiv and is my main character!i enjoy detailed rps and slowburn. i am open to erp and romantic themes, but do not mind the casual slice of life or other things. i LOVE drama and i love mature topics to explore and experience these topics with maelie or other characters in question.i do give my discord upon request, but you can find me on twitter if you'd like to instead!as a word of precaution, i'm generally okay with any and all themes, generes, good and bad, when it comes to roleplaying. however, if these themes do upset you, i will never bring them up. my limits are not yours and i respect that.however, please respect that i will not roleplay with any of the following.↠anyone who uses slurs.
↠transphobes. terfs.
↠racists.
↠futas / futanari.