Name: Rose
Age: 56
Gender: Female
Orientation: Bisexual
Relationship: Single
Race: Viera, Veena
Birthdate: 10th Sun of the 7th Umbral Moon (10/07)
Birthplace: Skatay Foothills, tribe of Lenvae
Current Residence: The Black Shroud, deep in the Sylphlands, into The Hanging Barbs.
Occupation: Botanist (hidden deep in the Shroud; those who seek her out typically have to prove their need), mage (in most disciplines but primarily black magics)
Language(s): Vieran of her tribe, understands Doman more than she speaks it, some Eorzean.

Hair: very pale, pastel pink hair with darkening at the ends; wavy and when let down it comes to her hips
Eyes: light, pale blue
Height: 6’2” (7'0" with ears)
Build: tall, lightly muscled, slender
Distinguishing Marks: freckles cover her nose, cheeks, and tops of her shoulders. She has traditional face tattoos over her cheekbones, arms, hands, chest, hips, and back, very light scarring on her hands from years of botany and spell casting, as well as an inset scar below the left of her collarbone.
Common Accessories: she wears many little trinkets made of gold or precious gems (earrings, rings, necklaces) and oftentimes is heard before she is seen.

Likes: botany, floral teas, shiny trinkets and gems, napping in fields, warm spring mornings
Dislikes: over-confident attitudes, large cities, thieves, bitter drinks, mines

Fears: losing those she loves, the wood no longer calling to her, guns
Hobbies: reading, embroidery, baking, gardening, pressing flowers

Rose was born to the small Lenvae tribe, deep in the Skatay foothills; the oldest of four. Her tribe specializes in botany and holds recipes for some of the rarest salves and balms that even experts in the field have no knowledge of. The recipes and traditions on how to create them are handed down through the tribe from mother to daughter.Her mother, Baptisia, had a wealth of knowledge within the tribe to which Rose had always admired and strove to match. She had a passion for learning and would memorize the different flora and fauna within their region to great lengths. She would mull over countless tomes and grow her own plants to the best of her ability, attempting to create anything new.Slowly, her mother had noticed that Rose held quite an affinity for magic. Though her healing was minimal, Rose excelled in the art of black magic; creating fires for lamplight, cooling things with her touch, and being able to keep all manner of creatures at bay. Being supportive of her daughter, Baptisia, nurtured her gift. Black magic of that kind was feared to damage the wood and take from it a precious blessing so the utmost caution was used when necesscary.Along with learning of her affinity, Rose's sensitivity to aether only grew as she did. This, at times, made it quite difficult for her to wield any of her abilities and still does (to an extent), most commonly being prolonged bouts of sleep that have lasted a few hours to even a few days.The small portion of the wood they called home very rarely heard of trespassers but that didn't mean it never happened. If the wood warders of the tribe had not been alerted, it was up to the other tribe members to defend with their own abilities.An encounter with a rogue member of the Rava clan set into motion with what would be the catalyst to Rose leaving her home.Leaving the wood, traversing the Burn into the Nhaama desert, and finally arriving within the outskirts of the Azim Steppe, Rose and her companion were afforded only a brief rest before word of the warring nation of Doma reached them as the Garlean forces were invading.Nearly conscripted into a warring side she had no intention of fighting for, Rose had barely escaped with her life. The option of going home far from her mind, Rose ventured across the Ruby Sea to Hingashi where she quietly resided in Kugane for over a decade. She had used her knowledge in balms, salves, and medicines to gain herself a comfortable living.Years of aiding the resistance had forged bonds but it was those closest to Rose that turned on her, handing her to the Garleans.Rose spent years under their rule to which her sensitivity to aether, even that manufactured, kept her from running. It was years before she did escape with aid of the resistance and she vowed her trust only to herself.Hidden once more in the winding streets of Kugane, it was when she could take the threat of being found no more and ventured further across the seas to Eorzea. Here she had found a culture she did not quite understand and feared the looming threat of war here as a danger to herself.Inevitably drawn to the Shroud as it reminded her of her home, Rose hid herself away and quietly lived with little interruption but curious ones would come and, in turn, her skills needed. A quiet life was short lived and now, as the Garlean Empire threatens even this land, Rose has been pitted against those she fears most.

♡Rose has 3 siblings; twin brothers Freyr and Vott and a younger sister named Tansy.♡Instinctively, Rose has a fear of others and the unknown. She covers her eyes with masks when in public settings out of fear of locking eyes as she believes people can see your soul in that way.♡Her curiosity gets the better of her more times than not though and she’s often wandering the cities to watch others. She is drawn by a passion for knowledge.♡Any death caused by her hand is very rough on Rose. She plants something for each and every death and would easily point out what and who each is for.♡Each female born into the Lenvae tribe is named after flora to which, on their respective nameday, wreaths are made of said flowers in celebration.♡Rose very much wants to simply settle down and raise a family. She tends to dote on others and wants to care for those who need it out of instinct.♡Rose never discarded her name as many Viera do when they leave their tribe. She couldn't bring herself to and now, has no real want to.♡When spell casting, small runes glow over Rose's skin. They aren't noticeable unless doing so.♡The main body of her staff is made of wood carved from a tree from where she was born.

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