Resounding_Rime

If your character is from FFXIV feel free to approach, I enjoy in setting roleplay. However, if not still feel free! Rime can move to any setting.

Species: Roegadyn

Gender: Female

Height: 8ft 11inch.

Weight: 388lbs

Occupation: Trader, Warrior, Poet.

Birthplace: Ishgard



Life Summary

From the frozen lands of Ishgard rises a Roegadyn known as Resounding Rime, albino from birth she was raised up through a single mother after her highborne father tossed to the side all connections they had in order to save his own name; paying off Rimes mother so she would remain silent and threatening the both of their well beings should her mother opt to attempt to ruin his name. Moving to the Brumes, Resounding and her mother started their life of hardships but no matter how rough it got they would always be beside each other. Resounding’s mother taught her daughter the joys of life even if the mishaps bled through on the daily for the two of them. Together they would go ice skating, have snowball fights and more. When her mother wasn’t home in their disheveled abode Rime would spend her days pretending to be Knights and other good doers taking on the draconic threat to Ishgard. As Rime grew older she became determined to follow those childhood dreams through fruition in hopes to make her mother proud and maybe stick it to her father, taking up studying with a former Temple Knight who often visited the Brumes to help around.

However these dreams fell through quickly as Rimes Mother and herself grew gravely ill and were bed ridden, hardly able to move let alone tend to one another. As long as they had each other they were safe, Rime repeated this to herself in her sick bed, going so far as to push her body past the disease in order to provide soup and care for the two of them. However Ishgard could be cruel, whether her father had heard of their sickness and was determined to cut loose ends, her mother truly was doing devious things or some misinformation or ignorance happened is Unknown, what is known to Rime is in the dead of night her mother was stolen from her on the claims of heresy and locked up. Without the strength to leave the house Rime couldn’t protest, she couldn’t stop the Knights, all she could do was watch the most important person in her life slip away.

Resoundings mother died from her sickness due to her age; not being able to see her daughter one final time, not in a loved ones embrace, not comfortably in a bed, her mother passed away in a cold cell awaiting her judgement, leaving behind a deathly sick daughter. Luckily for Rime she made a strong recovery with the aid of some kindly folks of the Brumes not too uncaring to help however she was still far too weak to go check on her mother, unaware of her fate within captivity. She only became aware of something being wrong upon coming home one night to find it being ransacked by her Knight apparently having been hired by her father to reacquire the money given to them. She fought the knight off to the best of her ability but there is only so much a wooden chair leg can do and with a firm slam of a halberd's butt she was brought down to the ground unconscious. Upon waking up on the floor of her empty home she found everything precious to her and her mother destroyed in their search, no money to her name to survive on her own, all she could do was curl up and cry.

Determination and Revenge came soon after this fateful night, rage fueling the stupidity of her actions to vow vengeance upon the nation that so wrongfully took her mother from her and one night she simply upped and vanished without a trace. Years would pass and eventually Rime found herself amongst the ranks of the Heretics, cold and dispassionate Rime at such a young age had not only experienced her first kill but in a sick way relished in it and craved more. She fought, she trained, she studied and she worked harder than anyone at her age should with dreams of breaking back into Ishgard with an army, taking her fathers head and all the fools who took her mother from her and decorating the gates with them.

She was cruel, vicious and unforgiving, during her time as a heretic she was frowned upon by both sides, a monstrous woman who cried out for vengeance for someone who would weep should they have seen her. Homes burnt down, families torn apart, even now Rime looks back upon her deeds and recoils, hating the thought that she would go to such extremes, sick with herself. Had the Dragon Song wars never ended perhaps she would have managed to take her fathers head and get her revenge but upon the ending of the war all hope for that drained from her. Of course she tried, she tried her hardest to be a one woman army and for a time it seemed possible until she was put down by a Dragoon, given a mortal injury that would of spelt her end had the Dragoon not been a former child of the Brumes and one of her closer friends who recognized the Albino Roegadyn almost immediately. With some quick work and healing elixirs she was managed to be brought back from the brink of death but still far too weak from the strike to do anything.

Finally able to stand still during a life she had done nothing but fight in for the past fifteen years she slowly began to realize her mistakes, it all came rushing into her at once and with the face of a former friend and many more the regret and remorse became too much for her to handle but unlike that fateful night she was unable to run away, she was bed ridden with a massive wound in her with no chance of escaping anytime soon. For days she sat in bed, not speaking a word, not moving, nothing. Left to wallow in the guilt as the clouds of rage finally were uplifted from her vision. Even when her injuries allowed her to move she was still bed ridden until finally forced to get up and get some help, which she did much to her own frustration. For the first time in a long time Rime found herself able to enjoy the world, even if it was just a tiny bit, all her deeds didn’t wash over in the span of a day but slowly she began to recuperate. Leaving Ishgard with a farewell in order to find herself out in the world.

Through her travels she learned a lot, she did a lot, she was able to clear her head and finally put her mother to rest...at least in her own mind through making a grave for her even if there was nobody to put within it. Rime slowly began to grow her own sense of peace and through mercantile work and exploring has integrated herself back into society, hoping to forget all of her past and move forwards into the future. A part of her could never forgive Ishgard for what they did to her but a large part of her knew her mother wouldn’t be happy if she lived with hatred….so she simply did her best to forgive and forget. Now she wanders around the world, finding peace only in wandering and interacting with the many peoples of Eorzea and beyond.

Resounding Rime