Captain
Arivi Silvermist

Silver-tongued airship Captain with an insatiable appetite for plunder.

Mateus - Crystal Data Center

DOSSIER - ARIVI SILVERMIST

Race: Highlander
Occupation: Airship Captain
Age: 27
Body Type: Hourglass, Athletic
Complexion: Lightly Tanned
Hair: Snow White
Eyes: Sky Blue
Relationship Status: Anarchy
Personality: Bold, Forthright, Incorrigible Flirt
Mannerisms: Distinct Limsan Accent
Likes: Drinkin', Fightin', and Fuckin'
Dislikes: Anything that gets in the way of the likes.
Nicknames: Cap'n
Business: Owner of the Lady Luck

The Captain cuts an imposing, intrepid figure. Snow white hair braided by beads of plundered precious metals. A smoky set of sky-blue bedroom eyes. A sharp scar slices down from her brow across her right cheek, and a pair of plump lips that easily parted into a pearly white, shark-tooth grin. Her hourglass figure stands 6' tall on sturdy sea-legs complete with a bountiful booty fit for a pirate. Her sailor's experience crawls down sun-kissed arms in sleeves of ink black tattoos. Along the left arm are buxom sirens, barnacle-crusted anchors, and all manner of sea-beasts. Along the right arm in contrast are depictions of swirling clouds, birds of prey, and the image of her own airship, The Siren's Spear.

PLOT HOOKS

Garlean Grudge: The Captain wears her hatred for the Garlean empire on her sleeve and across her cheek. She actively engages in sorties and raids against Garlean airship traffic. She is always willing to lend her aid in any effort to stick it to 'Baelsar's ball-washers'.

Marqued by the Maelstrom: Arivi's airship the Siren's Spear is a renowned vessel of the Maelstrom's Black Sails. Many a tall tale has circulated about its exploits. The silver-haired Captain herself cuts a most recognizable image for any who serve the Maelstrom.

Contractor: Between raids, the crew of the Siren's Spear keeps busy taking on contract work. Anything from smuggling, VIP transport, or expeditions into the unknown can be negotiated if the price is right.

Bar Hopper: The Captain is known to spend shore leave on pub crawls, brothel blitzes, and gambling away some of her hard won gil. If you've got good drink, good company, or a good wager, you'll find a friend in her.

Casino Owner: With the Maelstrom's plundering days fading into history, the Captain has hedged her bets with investment into a casino called the Lady Luck.

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Once, there was only the sea. Arivi's sailing career began as crew of a galleon dubbed the Wicked Wench. The last sight that many an unlucky crew would see, the Wicked Wench terrorized trade routes sailing through the Sea of Jade for the better part of a decade. Arivi's youth was spent a hairsbreadth away from the hangman's noose living on ill-gotten wealth, but it wasn't justice that came for her and her crew. It was Garlemald.

Prior to the Garlean invasion of Aldenard, no sailor had even heard of an airship. So when the looming black dot appeared across the horizon, the lookout wrote it off as a flock of gulls. But before long, the whole of the Wench was engulfed in the Garlean shadow. What ensued wasn't a battle, but a massacre. The ship was blown to pieces in an instant. The XIVth Imperial Legion sought to cut off any sea-faring trade routes ahead of their invasion. It just so happened that these hapless pirates were caught in the crossfire.

Whether it was miracle or happenstance, some shred of flotsam from the wreckage carried Arivi's brine-bloated body back to the nearest shore. From there, it was all clawing and scraping to get by. All the while, the de facto Captain of the defunct Wicked Wench swore to chase her quarry into the skies. As luck would have it, in the wake of the invasion her skills in piracy were suddenly in high demand.

Today, she's begun to deliver on her solemn promise to get even with Garlemald. She's secured her own pride and joy in the Siren's Spear and taken her enterprise to the skies. To hear a Garlean tell of it, the Spear is little more than a savage, crude vessel that preys on the weakest of their supply ships. To hear Arivi tell it, the Spear's her very lifeblood whose every voyage aims to be a spit in the eye of "Baelsar's Ball-Washers".

When she's not undertaking some underhanded bit of righteous plunder, she's keeping herself and her crew fed taking contract work. Most recently she's taken on contract work demanding a steady inflow of exotic sundries. Fortunately for both parties, the bellies of Garlean trade vessels are often ripe with such spoils.

In her downtime she's taken a shine to indulging in the fruits of her labor. Anywhere the booze flows, the Captain might be found. Ever in high spirits around the bustle of a bar or brothel, the Captain's always happy to share a tale, a drink, or a bed with a friendly face.

Available evenings ESTDiscord available on request, prefer in-game for RP.All screenshots are my own work.18+ info here.

The Captain's Notable Quotes

"First rule of bein' a pirate: if you're fightin' fair you've already fucked up."

"You're either in or in the way."

"Ever hear the tale of Brittle Bones Burnside? Got that name after we broke all his bones for tellin' tall tales."

"Our next item up for auction is this perfectly preserved Allagan buttplug! Y'see this... What? Whaddya mean it's not a buttplug, I know one when I fuckin'--"

"Oh, you're gonna be lucky if ye can limp down my gods' damned gangplank by the time I'm done with ya!"

"Well ain't that just a kick in the cannonballs..."

"Anywhere the sky touches ain't safe from me."

"Desperate times call for desperate pleasures."

"Don't make me bury my boot in yer baby-maker."

The Siren's Spear