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[Darius-Stormcrow]

Name: Darius Stormcrow
Characteristic: On the surface- Cavalier, Flippant, Roguish. A total snake in the grass. Deep down- More earnest and caring than he'd care to admit, would and has fought to the death to protect his friends.
Dislike: Being bossed around, being broke, doing work, Garlean infantry helmets.
Likes: Easy money, Fine Womenfolk, Strong Drink
The person your admire: Merlwyb Bloefhiswyn- Takes a hell of a leader to keep a pack of criminals like the ones from Limsa in line. Also she's a crack shot and doesn't care so much what you may or may not have done in your past. She's done right by him and he aims to repay the debt.
Dreams: Live as well as he can for as long as he can.
Current situation: Broke, as always. Jokingly (And somewhat bitterly) bragging about becoming a "double war criminal"

Your story: Darius grew up outside of Ala Mhigo with his Older Brother, Father, and Mother. They were farmers, didn't really have big aspirations or anything. When Garlemald rolled over Ala Mhigo, the family was split up, Darius's father, Cyrus, had one bit of advice for his two sons: "Do whatever they ask. Keep your head down. Don't try to be a hero and you'll survive." So that's what Darius did, he learned how to fight with an axe as a conscript and achieved mediocrity on his own. He didn't do extremely well in the regimented military system. Then while on patrol, the Ala Mhigan resistance attacked, and while they were repelled, the magitek armor that the squad was escorting overheated and exploded, a piece of shrapnel hit Darius in the face, pierced right through his helmet and took out his right eye. That brush with death was enough for Darius, and once the chunks of metal were pulled out of his head and he was healthy enough to get out of bed he was informed he'd be going right back into action. Not wanting to die horribly for a cause he didn't care about, he instead conveniently 'disappeared' during a routine patrol, he ditched his equipment and ran for it knowing full well that Desertion was a death sentence. He managed to get away and stay away thanks to a little mishap with the Agrius catching and holding the Empire's attention for a while, nobody had time to waste on some rank-and-file deserter; at least until Darius started making a nuisance of himself.

With very little skill in anything other than murder, Darius began plying his trade as a highwayman and smuggler, he knew Garlean patrols and could get a lot of restricted things in and out of the Imperial Province, he worked for the resistance, corrupt officers, Ul'Dahn merchants, anyone with enough gil. When he couldn't get work, he just straight up robbed people. Eventually he got a reputation and was recognized as a former conscript, so it was time to get the hell out of dodge. Darius evaded the grasping hands of the Empire and slipped further south into Eorzea. Not a lot of people were interested in taking in a Garlean Deserter/War Criminal/Highwayman- at least not until he arrived in Limsa Lominsa. Nobody looked twice at him for having a checkered past. It was here that he set up shop, and started applying his skills for profit. He's basically an odd-jobber, he'll take whatever work you've got if the gil is right. His family is still probably split up in the Empire somewhere, but he wouldn't know where to start looking if he cared enough to try, and honestly they'd probably be none too happy to see him. Even though Darius did take his father's advice- he sure as hell didn't try to become a hero.