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The way below winds deeper, longer, unspeakable its patterns laid. The lost forever damned to wander this thing a quiet madness made

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Muchacha Macha

Arcanist, Dungeonmaker, Death Worshipper

  Hook 001.    A familiar face
Macha has worked several years in the service of The Ossuary, as a mortician. When there were no bodies to prepare for funeral purpose, she worked in the library portion, aiding in the cataloguing of the lore there. On occasion, she served as a healer.

  hook 002.    Outside services
The Lalafel had a penchant for what she deemed the 'holy safety of the dead's rest', which led to her interest in things arcane and mechanical for the defense of bodies interred. This meant simple things, like sturdy, enchanted locks, to elaborate death traps for clients' mausoleums, to prevent unwanted intrusions.

  Hook 003.    A scholarly pursuit
Each page in the books at Ul'dah's available libraries have been hungrily perused by Macha. When not in Ul'dah, she's taken to Gridania, with the magics of Ancient Gelmorra being of particular interest to her. She is not a publisher of books herself, but she may have approached scholars or experts personally...

  Hook 004.    In servitium
Muchacha is currently in the employ of The Almasi Family. Both the twins and their locations of interest are warded with Macha's many enchantments and she is oh so gleeful to find someone is putting them to the test. She prides herself in discretion and efficiency.

  Hook 005.    Citizen of Ul'dah
One of the many Dunesfolk living within the walls of Ul'dah. Though her looks are quite inauspicious, she is nevertheless one of the many sights you may catch casually wandering the sandwashed stones of the Jewel of the Desert.

  REGARDING RP.    General stuff
You will find I am a flexible person, in general just talking and being, you know, normal will have us exchanging words. That said, a word of the obvious ought not go understated: No ERP. If you plan to fight or cause harm to her, talk it OOC beforehand with me. If you wish to engage in something such as aethersight, stealing from her, breaking into someplace under her protection, etc, it's an OOC matter to be discussed beforehand

  APPEARANCE   She carries herself like a funeral: solemnly and quietly, a procession of deliberate steps headed directionless towards fate. More shadow than person, she is usually beneath notice but for her piercing emerald eyes, framed by dusky tones. A glitter of green amidst a tawny complexion crowned by a blonde hair tapering into black. She is usually clad in figure-concealing robes, and bears an absent-minded appearance.

  biography   Stories on what people do to survive Thanalan are scarce - the Jewel of the Desert weaves sand into gold, and bones into dust just as easily. Some semi-nomadic groups of peoples take to traveling from opportunity to opportunity.Some of these groups went yonder to rumors of treasure, or opportunity never to return. One such group yielded one orphan, the sole survivor of a tragedy unspoken by any. Orphans are usually left for the streets, but this one had learned the basics of healing magic under a tutor, and thus The Ossuary accepted her under her wing, trauma and all.This girl worked decades, growing into a solemn, disquieting woman fascinated, too fascinated, with the writings of death. Nald'Thal's, poems, philosophy. This morbid focus was well-suited into the position and learning of mortician and healer for The Ossuary, but ever-marred her with a macabre personality.Now she operates outside of The Ossuary, under the auspices of one of Ul'dah's richest families. Her work for them, as with all things regarding the rich, beyond the ken of the public eye.

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Our teeth are only porcelain, our ribcage is merely glass. Like all delicate things, they can know no permanence

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