Personnages

Fifty thousand gil?, he's dreaming. I've seen better quality jewellery around the necks of spriggans. Ul'dah gives me a headache. Between the grit, sun, wind and hawkers I can barely hear myself think.

I've lived here almost 12 years now. I still don't have a tan. Whatever dreams I nursed when I first arrived here fresh off the plains have long since evaporated under the scorching desert sun. Like so many others here I go about my days trying my best to make a few gil. Buying low, selling high - at least that's the idea. Like most of us middle class chaff, I mainly fill in the gaps between the knock-offs and the top-shelf.

I suppose I could pack up and leave, retire to the cool mists of the Gridanian forests, but what would I do there?. Dance with the tree huggers?, no thank you. I prefer to put my faith in cold, hard gil.

With my family gone, I am just one of the massive Plainsfolk diaspora, drifting on the desert winds. Whether the dunes bring me my fortune or the dust storms scour the flesh from my bones - only time will tell.

Meanwhile, I have a shipment of sapphire to grade and some brass rings to mark up.

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Biography.

Name: Moggan Sparktongue

Aliases: Mog, Sparky

Gender: Female

Occupation: Geologist

Age: 34

Place of Birth: South Sea Islands

Residence: Ul'dah

Relatives: Solstrom Sparktongue Father, Deceased

Maggard Sparktongue (Née Middletithe) Mother, Deceased

Damindoa Sparktongue Sister, younger, Status unknown


Appearance

Height: Slightly above average.

Weight: Slightly above average.

Build: Robust, solid bone structure. Ample flesh.

Complexion: Pale. Ruddy where sun damaged.

Eyes: Intense, medium green.

Hair: Golden green in colour. Thick and wiry.

Voice: Rather deep, dry and warm.