~Name: Kiharu Maria Therese Ronso (whew...)
~Age: 16
~Gender: Female
~Incarnate: Kimahri. (Incidentally, in one bad fansub I saw of the game, 'Kimahri' was transliterated as 'Christopher'. XD XD)
~Looks (present): 6'8", blue fur; she's slim and has an athletic physique. Her silver hair is tied back in a stumpy ponytail, with a few strands hanging over her brown eyes. Her horn (can't remember if the females have horns, left off playing blitz for a while... help, anyone?) is ivory white, and of medium length. She has a variety of earrings on her lion-ears, and an iron ankh on a cord around her neck, as well as a linen 'ribbon' (call it a ribbon and die) on her tail. Wears a coarse belted tunic and trousers (look, Ronso mentality has advanced so that they now wear some semblance of proper clothing! xD) with the usual Ronso sandals.
~Looks (past): As above, but she now wears leather armguards, and armour like Kimahri's.
~Personality: Smooth-talking tomboy. (She needs to be one, since she gets into so much trouble.) Extremely mischievous, and there isn't anything she can't make sound grubby. She also procrastinates regularly, but she's responsible, if she feels that she must be. Her mind is so broad, you could fit three football fields in.
~Weapon: Extremely scary-looking halberd that also looks much too heavy to lift. For now, she uses a Hunter's Spear (basic halberd, no adornments).
~Powers/Abilities: Luck and Jinx, as well as Steal
~Black Magic: Fire, Water, Thunder, Ice.
~White Magic: Scan
~Items: Potions, Antidotes, basic curative items as per se
~Relations: Almost every Ronso around is related to her; she has kind of a whole LOT of cousins, second cousins, aunts, uncles, granduncles, grandaunts, etc...
~History: She comes from Kimahri's direct line of descendants. Ronso have long memories, so her immediate family is held in somewhat high regard. Since Kiharu is constantly getting into trouble and creating commotions, her family's lineage has come as saving grace on more than one occasion.
~Other: Don't get her drunk... please?
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Mount Gagazet, with the white moon sailing lazily on her cloud boat.
The Ronso tribe were holding their nightly meeting around the fire. Every Ronso had to be present, even the cubs, who usually slept in the crooks of their mothers' arms until it was time to return to their huts. Generally, the meeting was of no consequence to Ronsos below forty because it was mostly reminders, announcements and, very occasionally, warnings.
Elder Kelk Ronso, the dunnohowmanyth, (Kiharu couldn't really be bothered to count how many Kelk Ronsos there had been ever since the time of Kimahri; must be a few billion by now, she reasoned) made out the announcements in his slow, rumbling voice. He never used one of those amplifiers that the humans had invented. Bloody traditionalist. "I repeat, Ronsos below the age of 18 are not allowed to enter the taverns. Do you hear me, Kiharu Maria Therese Ronso of the line of Kimahri?"
Kiharu, whose head had been lolling forward onto her chest, jerked upwards with a bright, innocent expression. "Yes, Elder!"
Most of the younger male Ronso population s******ed at this, and Arras, her best friend, nudged her none too discreetly. Her parents and prim older sister sighed theatrically, in perfect synchonization.
She put out her tongue at the Elder when he turned his back for a moment, but withdrew it and sat up straight in quivering surprise at his next words. "However, my next news is of a great tragedy... The town of Kilika is no more, and not one survivor lives to tell the tale of what happened."
A stunned silence seeped through the ranks of seated Ronsos, followed by agitated murmuring and talking. Kelk Ronso held up his hands, signalling for them to be quiet.
"I have heard rumours that a monster from our distant past has done this. They say, and the murmurs are rippling from all over Spira, from Bikanel and Besaid, even in holy Saint Bevelle, that..."
He paused, weighing up the chances of widespread panic, then went on, deciding to go for broke. "...That Sin has returned."
"As you all know, we, the Ronso clan, have a strong affinity with this continent. We have been here since the beginning, fought for its freedom in the black days of Sin, and one of us was the guardian of the legendary saviour Lady Yuna. We, the Ronso, know these happenings, so-called stories, to be true when all of Spira has forgotten that they once feared to set foot out of their houses because of the danger from the sea. We cannot let this go unchecked."
Kiharu stood up, completely mesmerized by Kelk Ronso's proclaimation. When she was younger, she'd loved it when there were storytelling sessions about the bad old days, and loved it even better when they had plays. "Yup! I'm headin' down to Kilika to check it out, man!"