![]() having an extra pair in case she happens to lose the daggers she has on hand for those tight spots in the life of an adventurer. A few extra pairs of daggers: When fighting the monsters of Eorzea, Iiro learned one thing quickly.A deck of Triple Triad Cards: Being the Adventurer like she is, Iiro can often be on the move and a deck of cards passes the time when bad weather strikes or is in need of general entertainment.Other then the clothes on her back and her standard twin steel daggers she uses while she fights, Iiro carries around a number of assortments in her Mole-Brown Satchel that she deems are a must have for any adventurer out there in Eorzea traveling the realm and fighting monsters. Though she admits that she would wear them only in special occasions if she must. She isn't much for dress wear and skirts, sayings it is limiting her potential movement and has gotten in her way while fighting monsters. What is perhaps her most notable feature is her ink black hair that falls around her shoulders (although is often pulled into a ponytail), it's dark tone tends to be noticed by those looking for her in crowd or just in general.Ĭlothing wise, this Dunesfolk tends to dress herself in tunics and pants. Her eyes are a glossy hunter green which indicate her Dunesfolk origin along with her small gemstone on top of her forehead. She has a lion brown skin tone which is complemented with slighter darker tone of freckles that brush against her child-like face. ![]() Her size although not quite notable, hides the fighting spirit of an adventurer of four years. Standing about two feet and eight inches, Iiro is around the average height of any other Lalafell. You start to feel a strong discomfort after seeing the undergarments. Just barely and only just enough for you alone to see a varity of small-clothes, women's small-clothes as you can perfectly see. You hesitantly step back and they only smiled some more at you before soft words flowed swiftly from their lips, a hand reaches towards their coat and they tug it open. It left you with a brief wonder of what happened but that dispersed as you found them right next to you with a smirk that touched cheek to cheek. Dark hunter green eyes that stared into your own eyes expectantly for a few seconds but for what? You then felt a strong chill as you found yourself staring back at them and then suddenly with the passing of others, they were gone as if they were never there. There wasn't anything significant to them, their attire was quite plain and they appeared to be just resting there but it was in that moment when you noticed them, their eyes flashed opened and they looked right at you. but out of the corner of your eye, you notice a young lalafell resting on a crate away from the bustling crowd. You walk through the Sapphire Avenue with people passing you by and lively chatter filling the market air.
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