Dariah Duskweaver

Voidcursed Denizen of the Saltmoor

Welcome to the character biography of Dariah Duskweaver, RP character on the Mateus server of Final Fantasy XIV. Within these pages you will find all all the information you may wish to know about this poor, cursed soul.

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Background

Dariah was born into a life destined to be unkind to her. Her mother - a wicked woman by the name of Seraphine - was a practitioner of dark magic and held a deep-seeded fascination with the ancient Mhachi art of Void Magic. To better aid herself in the rediscovery of this lost art, Seraphine made her home in the Yaefemi Saltmoors, close to the ruins of the fallen city of Mhach. On one excursion to the civilized areas of Eorzea, a tryst had with someone out of boredom landed her with child. Far from the maternal type, she had no desire for children...but she did see a potential use for her unborn spawn, and so she chose not to end the pregnancy, eventually giving birth to Dariah.Seraphine tended to Dariah is so much as to keep her alive, but no love was spared for the child. Dariah was a tool to be used, nothing more, and upon reaching the age of 9, it was decided that this tool's time had come. Seraphine spent months in preparation for a dark ritual she had pieced together from damaged tomes and scraps she managed to wrest from the ruins of Mhach, a ritual intended to summon a powerful denizen of the Void that she intended to serve as her servant and weapon. When the night of the ritual arrived, Dariah was called in, not to assist with the ritual, but to serve as a sacrifice to empower it.To start, the ritual proceeded as expected, however that soon changed. In spite of all of Seraphine's painstaking preparations, something went wrong. The ritual failed, and no entity from beyond the Veil was summoned, but even in failure, Seraphine managed to draw a huge amount of energy from the Void, and as the centerpiece of the ritual, Dariah's body was flooded by it. Young and defenseless as she was, Dariah had no chance of resisting the flood of Void energy that she was bathed in, and the corruption of it changed her forever. Her body was altered in a number of inhuman ways and even the very flow of her own, living aether was effected. Once the alterations were done, young Dariah was left with a body that was nearly indistinguishable from that of a true Voidsent.Furious over the failure of her ritual, Seraphine set to take her rage out on Dariah...and she would have, had the alterations the young girl had undergone not been as obvious as they were. Ever the opportunist, Seraphine chose instead to get something from her failed ritual and did not kill Dariah, thinking instead that the girl's new condition might yet prove useful.Years passed and Dariah grew into a woman, long since having forgotten what it had been like to have a normal body. Her mother taught her to use magic, not to empower her, but just enough that Dariah was able to protect herself from the many dangerous creatures that called the Saltmoor home. In spite of her mother's begrudged acceptance of her after the ritual, Dariah was never treated as a daughter, she remained a tool, a servant...a slave.One fateful day, Dariah was tasked with assisting Seraphine with mixing a number of alchemical concoctions the older woman intended to use in her magical research. Dariah did as she was bidden, mixing the potions as she had done many times before. This time, however, as she turned to get the next ingredient from a shelf, Dariah's behooved feet slipped on the smooth, wooden floor and she fell, accidentally knocking over the alchemical materials she had been working with, ruining them. Seraphine flew into a rage, savagely beating Dariah for the mistake. It was not something Dariah was unaccustomed to - her mother often beat her - but something happened that time that never had before. Something hidden deep in Dariah's mind woke up; all sense of the world around her disappeared and all she heard was a voice that spoke in her mind. A voice that said only one word: No. After that word echoed through her mind, consciousness abandoned her.Some time later, Dariah awoke. The first thing that caught her attention was that she was not laying on the ground as she had expected, but was sitting upright, though still staring up at the ceiling. She looked down to take in her surroundings and found she was knelt down on the ground, straddling the dead body of her mother. She only knew it was her mother from the clothes it wore as where her head should have been was nothing but a mangled pile of gore. Dariah's body was covered in blood and in her hand was a heavily damaged iron alembic thickly coated in blood and bits of shattered bone. The only obvious answer to the situation was that Dariah had killed her mother, but she had no memory of the act...just of that voice in her mind.A few days passed, but it was quickly becoming apparent that it would not be feasible for Dariah to remain in the saltmoor alone. She knew nothing of the outside world, having spent the whole of her life in the moor under her mother's cruel thumb. Seraphine had taken infrequent trips out of the moor, and Dariah knew the direction she'd traveled in to do so, so she gathered up what resources she figured she would need for an extended journey, set the only home she'd ever known ablaze and made her way out of Yaefem.

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IC / OOC Stats

Age: 20
Sex: Female
Race: Void-corrupted Hyur
Height: 4'11"
Weight: 103 lbs.
Hair: Blond
Eyes: Crimson w/ horizontal pupils and blackened sclera.
Orientation: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Unattached
Place of Residence: Mist, Ward 16, Room #34, Wing 2 (Mateus)Personality:
Dariah was raised in an unloving and unforgiving environment. In spite of this she managed not to turn into a bitter, hateful person. Instead she is quite kind and warmhearted. The environment of her early life, however, did take a toll on her. Having regularly been beated, abused and generally mistreated, she has developed a very passive nature. She will not voice her opinions unless asked for them directly and is so unaggressive that she will usually just go along with whatever she is told to do by someone who expresses confidence in what needs doing. In confrontations of any kind, Dariah is easily cowed, because of her submissive nature.OOC:
The vast majority of Dariah's life was spent completely removed from society as a whole, living only with her mother - and her mother was that in name only. When it comes to dealing with other people, Dariah is very awkward. Things that might seem normal to others are strange and novel to her, and vice versa. Issues of sex and sexual normalcy are also something she still has problems with. She was, of course, knowledgeable about the basics behind it through scholarly study, but the intricacies of interpersonal relationships and actual sexual activity was completely unknown to her until she finally left the saltmoor an joined the open world.Notes:- Player is 21+
- LGBTQ+ Friendly
- 20+ years of RP experience.
- Line/Para/Mirror
- I am NOT a goddamn mind reader. If you try to get my attention IC with posts of your character's inner monologue, thoughts, feelings or observations, you will be ignored. She's got two eyes and they are in the front of her head. If she doesn't hear or see you doing something, don't expect a response.
- Trying to show off your "skill" at writing and RP by filling the chatbox with pointless, polysyllibic prose will result in exactly the opposite. The art of writing lies in concision - saying the most in the LEAST amount of words possible...also, it pisses me off. Please don't piss me off.

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