
| Petra Lanbattal |
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| Biographical Information | |||||
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| Birthplace | Cape Mete | ||||
| Current Home | Empyrium, Ishgard | ||||
| Age | 39 | ||||
| ** Nameday** | 25th Sun of the 2nd Astral Moon | ||||
| Affiliation | None | ||||
| Role | Warrior of Light | ||||
| Classes Known | ARC, LNC | ||||
| Jobs Known | BRD, DRG | ||||
| Crafters Known | CUL, BOT | ||||
| Physical Description | |||||
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| Race | Rava Viera | ||||
| Gender | Female | ||||
| Hair | Light Brown with White-Blonde highlights | ||||
| Eyes | Emerald Green | ||||
| Height | 6'0, 7'0 with ears | ||||
| Build Type | Athletic | ||||
| OOC Information | |||||
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| Player | elocin | ||||
| Voice Claim | Lisa Lambe | ||||
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“letter entry”- excerpt from a letter
Born Petra Atoel, one of a total of six children, Petra was raised in a small Viera village on the island of Cape Mete. She is the fourth daughter of a wood warder and village leader, and is one half of a set of twins. Unlike most Vieran childhoods where seeing a non-Viera was a rarity, the (relatively) small size of the island was conducive to her community interacting with the other settlements - including the bustling port - albeit reluctantly. Thus she was exposed to other peoples and mindsets that made her very well-rounded from a relatively young age. However, this still did not mean a break from the Green Word, no matter how modified. Going into the town was only to happen when it was a necessity and not for fun, and even then her parents hated it.
Her upbringing was both strict and detached - a mother who was a village leader and thus an example, and a wood warder father who, while they spent time together, was always distant. Petra was for all intents and purposes raised by her eldest sisters Ysera and Fidona alongside her twin Mydia and younger siblings Siat and Rena. She received a standard Viera education; survival and combat skills, domestic skills, everything that she’d need to protect the village and be a productive member of it. Despite this, Petra had become enamored with the port town and what she believed to be the interesting lives of the townspeople and the sailors, free to do whatever and go anywhere they wished. Both she and her sister were notorious for being found at the inns that they were just a little too young to be in flirting with the sailors and travelers that had stopped to rest.
However as she grew older, Petra became more and more restless and adventurous. The bustle nearby port town - and by extension the allure and false promises of the sailors who would come and go - fueled her desire to leave her village, and that decision would put her at odds with the rest of her family. The night that she decided to leave Petra found herself in a heated argument with her parents, especially her mother. It ended with her being thrown out of her family’s home, and effectively disowned. Now truly free of the Green Word, her village, and most of her family, Petra at the age of twenty left for Eorzea with only Mydia coming to the docks to tearfully see her off.
After sailing for nearly two weeks, Petra landed in Limsa Lominsa. Tired and now totally out of her depth after being abandoned at the docks by the sailor she’d been enamored with, she was lost in a new and unfamiliar city. Luckily she had been spotted by a kind Miqo’te girl who helped her get set up with an inn room, and introduced her to Baderon at the Drowning Wench. Grateful, and in Viera city name fashion, Petra took the girl’s name Lanbattal as her own.
Taking up her lyre and singing in inns to make enough gil to survive on, Petra was quickly scouted and recruited by the The Order of the Twin Adder as part of an initiative to revive their languishing ranks of Bards. This eventually sent her to the Cartenau Flats and the activation of her Echo as she witnessed the fall of Dalamud and the emergence of Bahamut. Wrestling with her suddenly newfound and, at the time, overwhelming new ability to master languages, Petra spent the next five years adventuring and further honing her skills.
“You really wouldn't believe it, Myds. The port here - it's so much bigger than the one in [Assumed to be a city name. It is no longer legible and covered in a large ink smudge, due to water damage] - there's so many people, so much sound, and so much going on. And I miss you and Rena dearly, I know you two would find it just as exciting as I do. But I can't come home. I won't.”- an except from a recovered letter between the Warrior of Light and her sister. smells of sea salt and wood
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“-and I hate it! Even inside you can't escape the cold, two bowls of soup and sitting by the fire has done nothing to warm me up. It… it seeps into your bones, almost, and never lets go. The people themselves are cold - maybe all the damn snow’s gotten to their heads. Except the Lord Commander. And Myds - don't you dare say you've heard me say this before, because whenever I said it last I didn't mean it - but I swear, we looked at each other once -”- an excerpt from a letter from the Warrior of Light to her sister, found folded and crumpled between layers of thick blankets
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“I've thrown this letter away and started it over more times than I can count. There's something wrong with me. There has to be. I've never seen Y'shtola look at me before the way she did a few days ago. Anger? Pity? I don't know, and no one will tell me anything - Urianger will hardly look me in the eye! But I know there's something wrong. …I dropped my bow the other day. You know as well as I that I do not do my weapon. It's like my hands, my fingers, are no longer part of me.”- a short letter from the Warrior of Darkness to an unknown recipient. the paper is touched with a hint of fae magicks
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“I’m scared. Well and truly scared. Scared that I’ll lose you before I return, scared I won’t return at all. Please. Please promise me that you’ll do everything in your power to be there when I get back. I’ll do everything I can to return to you quickly, and with good news, I hope. If I do come home, and if you are still there, I promise I won’t leave again. I promise. I even have a new song for you.”- excerpt from a letter written by the Warrior of Light - unsent and addressed to a recipient only denoted as ‘my star’ in a Vieran dialect. discovered floating at the end of the universe
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