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ALIAS. Selene Sohleer
DOB | AGE. Approx. Summer of 1530~ | Early 60s
GENDER | SEXUALITY. Cis female | Bisexual
FAMILY | COMPANIONS. Unknown | FewPLACE OF ORIGIN | HOME. The Kingdom of Dalmasca | Currently residing in Thanalan
GUARDING DEITY. Faram the Father, God of Light
JOB | OCCUPATION. Painter, Raconteuse, Professional Liar
Thief, Ecdysiast, InformantHEIGHT | BUILD. 6'8 (counting her ears) | Buxom
EYE COLOR | HAIR COLOR. Amethyst | Violet and Onyx
NOTABLE FEATURES. Gaudy jewelry to catch the eye, be it a golden circlet atop her head, a hefty ring weighing down her finger, or the bright ruby gem glittering on her forehead. A constellation of beauty marks and moles and freckles decorate her face and body, she even has dark speckles of fur at the very tips of her ears. Tattoos and scars mar her skin, both chaotic and ornate in nature. And who ever heard of purple hair? Is that even natural?

PERSONALITY. Armed with a silver tongue and a beguiling stare, Selene is almost too charming upon first meeting. But there are only a select few who know what truly lies beyond that pretty face. Is her winning smile genuine, or is it a mask? Does she truly laugh that sweetly, or is it all a performance? Those who manage to peek behind the curtain know of her warmth, as well as a somewhat blunt view of the world and the people in it. A subtle-yet-accurate jab, or not-so-subtle flirtation is never far, if she's become fond of you…Gods above, pray she is fond of you. Her temper is short, and grows shorter by the day. If you manage to piss her off, best hope she’s unarmed.BACKGROUND. Born into a tribe of nomads, Selene was raised with a curious wanderer’s spirit. Between the shifting sands and distant port cities, Selene learned of the world through the eyes (and the dealings) of tradesmen and adventurers alike.Yet fate, like time, is cruel, and often unforgiving. The ever-intensifying conflict with the Garlean Empire finally reached the city and the sands she called home, and the flames of war threatened her very survival. It comes as no surprise that she ended up on foreign soil, though her eagerness in the matter is unknown.Time marched forward, and for decades, survival became Selene's sole instinct. Sacrifices made, allies betrayed, morals skewed. When one's life dangles in a delicate balance, there is no such thing as 'too far,' however many scars such a life may leave behind.With hands as red as these, with as many ghosts haunting, and secrets lurking around every corner, is a peaceful life still within her grasp?Does she even deserve that much?

HEART OF GOLD.
There isn't much in this world that gets you as far as gold does. Across malms, across oceans, across cultures, money speaks for itself. Those familiar with the gil-ladden streets of Ul'dah and the art of the deal will know exactly how to speak Selene's language... But beware, this viera is no novice when it comes to spotting a sour deal... or a sucker.

NO PLACE LIKE HOME.
Though Aldenard has many glorious sights to be uncovered, Selene's heart forever remains in Dalmasca, what remains of it. Should the rare opportunity present itself, Selene takes pride in celebrating and simply preserving her culture. To hear the music, to taste the food, to feel the warmth is to know Dalmasca, and in turn, to know Selene.

VICES AND VIRTUES.
A long life, lived full holds potential for both blessings and curses. With every turn of the star, one must learn to manage with all that weighs them down. Coping, and all that. Selene considers herself quite good at self-medicating and drowning out her inner demons, be it with a stiff drink, or something a little stronger. Call it what you will, just don't waste your time trying to 'fix' her. After so many years, Selene has no patience to waste time worrying about judgemental glares.

PATRON OF THE ARTS.
Whether it means squeezing her way into a crowded concert hall or visiting a perfectly curated art gallery, Selene immerses herself in it all. Offer her a drink or ask about her favorite pieces, and she may just invite you to view her own private collection of artwork and relics... however dubiously acquired.

FAMILIAR FACE.
Any adventurer worth their salt is no stranger to taking on a hunt mark or two for a bit of extra gil. A morbol here, a flock of dragonlings there. And while it isn't uncommon to see a few wanted posters in a stack of bounty postings, it's rare to see someone more than once. Across city-states, across aliases, across decades, Selene's many faces have graced more than one wanted poster, prices climbing higher and higher with each new posting. It's a miracle she hasn't been caught yet. Or killed.

HOLD THAT POSE.
What began as a way to make ends meet, quickly became a way of life. From assistant, to muse, to artist, Selene has spent ample time on either side of the easel. One can only wonder which she prefers. If you're looking for an artist to capture you at your very best (or very worst), or an instructor for critique look no further. And if you're seeking a willing subject for anatomy studies... perhaps it's best not to indulge her ego.

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