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Nahihi Punihi
Blind Warrior-Poet•
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Race
Lalafell
Clan
Dunesfolk
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Character Information
Basic details about Nahihi Punihi
Age
42
Race
Lalafell
Occupation
Adventurer for hire!!
Birthplace
Eastern Thanalan, Drybone
Pronouns
He/him
Background
The story of the character's origins
About
A valiant man carving his own personal path, putting aside his own needs to help those in need out of his own volition; words that can describe Nahihi rather well. Or simply a gentlemanly adventurer, if that's too much of a mouthful.
Nahihi carries himself as well mannered, fulsome, and polite, often managing to resolve issues through sheer chivalric charisma before resorting to heaving his unwieldy (for him) weapon into flesh. Despite his background and condition, he is, again, not only well mannered, but well spoken, using big or strange words in lieu of common vocabulary - though, it all seems to wrap up in a nice little bundle of charm that makes him hard to hate.
Spare time for him is typically spent seemingly staring off into space or sitting around with his eyes closed. While this seems strange, Nahihi isn't completely blanking, but rather listening to everything around him. The wind, speech, and everything around and in-between. "Listening" might sound like a weird - and creepy - hobby, but for Nahihi, it brings a sense of comfort to him. As for things considered normal, though, Nahihi indulges himself in creating literature, specifically poetry. Though he is unable to write, he has a... mostly astounding memory, and knows all of his "writings" by heart.
Nahihi also enjoys talking. Going on and on, back and forth with strangers about anything and everything, debating and swapping stories, theorizing - just running his mouth with someone willing to do the same. Often times, he seems to split off into short tangents, catching himself with a laugh. Communication being his strongest suit, he has also developed a knack for seeming to be able to give people a good soul read, should they air their grievances to him.
Background
Born to two Gyr Abanian refugees - Coyuyu and Lolonihi - Nahihi and his family had always lived a rough life. The two leaving (and unknowingly escaping) Gyr Abania to seek job opportunities in Thanalan unfortunately did not bear the fruit they'd wished for, leading to them losing money from the ordeal and living the life of peasants. Nahihi's birth certainly hadn't helped. Not because they didn't want him, but because he was born blind.
Living a sightless, poor life, Nahihi never had much opportunity to make friends or live a normal childhood. He would tend to stay close to his parents, helping with odd jobs however he could. Carrying ore, holding whatever needed to be held, and, most surprisingly, chopping firewood, which would come back to lead his life later. He'd taken an apparent interest in stories, always begging his mother to read for him, absorbing every detail of every word into his head, managing to work a little more for his family just so they could afford more books for him to hear, shaping his vocabulary and mannerisms around them.
Spending nights thinking of how he wanted to be a gentlemanly knight like the ones he would hear about in stories became a cornerstone of his personality, so much so that it was cemented into it within a few years.
His prowess with an axe despite being blind, however, was noticed by his father, and years later he had found himself in La Noscea to join the Marauders' Guild and train in combat with the topheavy blade; all off recommendation by his father. Proving his prowess over the years, he had found his way into the Yellowjackets, beginning service with them, and ultimately taking his first life. Having felled kobolds and fishb- sahagin, he had paid no mind to them. They weren't of man, after all, and all he could do was hear them. Which is what made his first kill against another man so haunting, never forgetting it even still, though desensitized to the act at this point in his life.
His service in the Yellowjackets would get shaken up one day, when the death throes of a friend he'd made assaulted his ears. Something within him stirred; something primal and savage, completely unlike him. He'd gone berserk, not even remembering the act afterwards. The day after, he'd been informed by a fellow Yellowjacket what had happened: his inner beast had suddenly awoken, though he of course had no clue what that meant. Before he knew it, he'd been led halfway across Vylbrand to learn of Warriors. The scholar in him had taken over, and he listened intently to every bit of information that he'd been given, and he'd been given a soul stone. Though, through it all, he never even learned the name of the man that gave it all to him, and he felt especially offended when he was told to “figure this out on his own.”
But Nahihi is made of tougher stuff, and he did exactly that. Unfortunately, within only a year of treading the path of the Warrior, he'd resigned from his position in the Yellowjackets to pursue his own journey.
Still on his own journey, Nahihi travels from place to place as a freelance adventurer, learning things every day both about the world and himself, meeting new people, and still trying to find who he is. Though, through it all - his life, his service, his newfound adventure - he's always had one end goal.
Is there some way - someone - that might just allow him to see, even for a glimpse?