Panther Phecbee

Name: Arin (Panther) Phecbee

Age: 21

Race: Miqo'te- Seeker of the Sun

Nationality: Eastern La Noscean

Personality: Panther likes to be very flirty toward both man and woman, though she has found her preference to be female. She may tend to be arrogant and doesn't know well how to "mind her mouth." She finds joy in saying what's on her mind and has little to no filter. She likes to be loud and very invasive in terms of personal space, being told "no," very little in her life. She loves fashion and being by the beach. Panther is not always the kindest though she loves to make contact with new people, always being an avid socialite. It doesn't take much to please her though you may make her angry just as easily.

Bio: 

Born and raised in Costa Del Sol, Arin Phecbee grew up happily with a loving mother, father, and younger brother. She never experienced many issues within the first 18 years of her very easy life. Her father was a very busy merchant and her mother a healer. She lived a fairly comfortable life at home and loved to spend her time sunbathing by the waters. Her father was always traveling to Ul'Dah for one thing or another, so her norm consisted of much time spent caring for her younger brother while her mother was out treating wounded adventurers. The majority of times that her father was around she found herself arguing with him constantly. From little things to big things she'd find a way to get yelled at and scolded. Their biggest argument had been the day she told him she wished to see the world. Having taken a few trips with her family to Limsa Lominsa as a girl she had always found other places to be fascinating, even though she had never ventured far from home. When she was 18 she looked back on those few times she had traveled by sea and remembered how much she had loved it. The last time that Arin and her father had fought was the day she turned 18, and admitted she wished to leave home. Unhappy, he protested and told her no, knowing how unsafe it'd be for a pampered girl such as herself. Her mother had taught her the basics of self defense, knowing this day would eventually come. Despite her fathers yelling she left home with nothing but a sack of gil she had snatched while her father wasn't looking and two daggers. She had grown to hate her name throughout her teen years at home and changed it to something she found to be more suiting for herself upon arrival in Limsa. She chose the name "Panther," and her new journey had begun. That day Panther had traveled to Limsa, where she learned how to better her fairly terrible skills with her daggers and never looked back.