Harahaki is a Death Weaver with a full hypocratic oath. A doctor and avid treasure hunter from Melderi gone nationless to persue the treasures (and potential medical breakthroughs) of the great blue sea. There were too many enemies on the land now!
There are two things in this world that give Harahaki an attachment to the sea. The wellbeing of her crewmates, and the ruins that were lost underneath the deathly waves. She prays to the divine beings of Memdia, with an especially avid curiosity to how people do rituals, and acts of worship in contrast to her own Aniadic acts of respecting the gods. Why she would be searching for the Elixir of Yitazir instead of staying near the church in Berianti, then? That's a story for another time. Maybe you'll learn if you wish for medical treatment and she feels like talking your ears off.
- Age
- 19 Y.O
- Gender
- Female, MtF
- Eyes
- Deep purple
- Hair
- Grassy green
- Skin Tone/Pigmentation
- Slightly pale, surprisingly
- Height
- 5'6" (5ft'6in")
- Weight
- 128lbs
Appearance
Physical Description
Harahaki isn't by most means a strong individual, by nationless scale, specifically. Her somewhat small frame not leaving much room for muscle growth, she's about as strong as is required to survive the life of a nationless at sea. Struggling to survive as a stowaway until joining her current shipmates under the leadership of one Arinka, her hands are tough, but still surprisingly smooth to the touch. Her look is stirn, but such a hard expression hides a caring gaze, like a mother scolding a child.
Mentality
Personality
Social
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