
triple threats
XIV Warrior of Light OC profiles for the Triple Threat Trio
Mint Lassi

Age: 27
Race: Seeker of the Sun Miqo’te
From: It’s a secret <3
Residence: Limsa Lominsa
Height: 5’4 (162cm)
Occupation: Warrior of Light (1/3)
Class: Arcanist/Rogue
Patron: Azeyma
Birthday: 21st Sun of the 2nd Umbral Moon (21/4)
Starting City: Limsa LominsaLike many modern Limsa Miqo'te, Mint set off for Vylbrand in search of freedom and a new lease on life, mainly after ditching the upstart Nunh she was trying to travel with. Her independence didn't last very long, as going to Vylbrand through the White Maiden River without a gil to her name means tagging along a lot of ships on a lot of circular trade routes. Over the months, she became an accomplished balancer of books among traders and pirates alike, always doing her damndest to keep her head above water.By the time she arrived in Limsa Lominsa, she already fit right in. Her next goal is to be so beloved by all that she'll never again have to beg for the luxury of stowing away in a little dingy for a week. From now on, she calls the shots in her life.Knows most Qiqirn traders by name thanks to her travels, and on a related note, is very well-versed in perfumes.
Rhel Dawnseeker

Age: 26
Race: Keeper of the Moon Miqo’te
From: Gyr Abania
Residence: Ul'dah
Height: 5’3 (160cm)
Occupation: Warrior of Light (2/3)
Class: Pugilist
Patron: Oschon
Birthday: 10th Sun of the 5th Umbral Moon (10/10)
Starting City: Ul'dahA stony-faced refugee from Garlean occupied lands who's spent his entire life avoiding the iron grip of the Garlean empire. His family splintered to seek citizenship for each other, and he continued to maintain his position as a soldier, leading to the gradual loss of each of his limbs. The moment the opportunity arose, he pounced on a desk job within the military to keep his status. Unfortunately, his brand new citizenship allowed him to win a healthcare lottery. It was only intended to cover medication, not 3 missing body parts.Having to throw away his pet project as Raffle Ticket Limbs for a lower citizen didn't go over well with Nero. Rhel, noticing that he still has people trying to kill him simply for existing, ultimately decided to give up on survival in the Garlean Empire and risk the wilderness to see if he can reach Eorzea. Nero still wants him dead though.Has an unusual hostility to being told what to do, but is easy to coax if he feels he's conspiring. While he’s not exactly interested in fighting, he enjoys the fact it’s effortless, so he’s decided that it’s a hobby.
Cornell Zazanell

Age: ???
Race: Midlander Hyur
From: ???
Residence: Ul'dah
Height: 5'6 (168cm)
Class: Thaumaturge
Occupation: Undertaker, Warrior of Light (3/3)
Patron: Nald'thal
Birthday: 1st Sun of the 1st Astral Moon (1/1)A zombie.The Coco brothers weren't sure what to do with an ashkin who has his wits about him when they found him sitting up among a pile of unpaid dead, and kept him on fully expecting him to eventually lose his identity - as most ashkin eventually do - so they could send him off to Thal's halls. This did not happen.They've kept him close since then, allowing him to learn thaumaturgy and do the temple of Nald'thal's least gratifying work, especially bringing bodies to the Adama Landama lichyard. Unfortunately, he's afraid about hiring the Adventurer's Guild for escorts (lest he is discovered as the sacrilegious undead), so he's been hiring refugees and freelancers out of Pearl Lane, where everyone grossly overcharges him. He has yet to notice.Cornell is mild in manners, mild in appearance, and mild in overall nature, making him forgettable the moment your eyes stray from his face, which is exactly how he likes it. Most people who have spent time with him describe him as 'squirrely'. Because he's such a pushover, he's easily dragged on detours.He's also been dabbling in voidsent summoning. The greatest fear is that of the unknown, and the second greatest fear is not knowing enough about monsters that specifically manifest out of corpses when you are a corpse. So a little bomb here, a little ahriman there, a little illegal purchase of the Necrologos somewhere...it can't hurt, can it?