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A jack of all trades and a Master of one,
Gost enjoys odd jobs and dungeons.
With few compunctions, he rarely denies requests.
No job too small. - No gil payments.
(I will take your delicious loot, though.)
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Clandestine rendezvous leave me breathless and wanting.
Obsession consumed me, a thirst for the taboo.
Winebaud, FFXIV
Forever WIP Hooks
Flimsy excuses to bend you over. - Though these are just scraps .- The face shown and the face seen.
- Turning heel.
- Strangled by the red thread of fate.
- Green Guardian: Helping new adventurers and tricking them.
- Hired for a job: Help heal my priapism.
- Dead father
- A quick detour: Taking a shortcut through an alley, you bump into trouble.
- Dungeon bait: You're hired for a dungeon. It should be easy.
- Banditry 101
- Drug lord, criminal network, a hit.
- Hunting Hunters
- Island mishap
- Laundering gil through Doman Enclave
- Satasha (Dungeon)
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This isn't important or required. - I'm lazy with FFXIV lore!My story changes as:
— Gost lives a life of crime with an Idyllshire Goblin named Tulip
— Gost corrupts an Ishgardian orphan named Crow, his brother.
In public, Gost obeys the law and presents a friendly face to those around him; from strangers to long time friends and companions. Comfortable playing that role, he settled into the life of adventure, picking up whatever odd jobs came his way. - The thrill of dungeon diving never faded, even if tasked with helping others below his skill. - There was always loot to be found, monsters to slay, banter, and the occasional lay.In private, Gost stokes his hedonism and prowls for victims. Whether they come willingly through silver tongue or forcefully through various means is up to them. - He enjoys wandering through crowds and letting chance decide where his eyes land, or letting lost lambs stumble closer to the hungry wolf. - There is always someone to kill time with before he goes into the next dungeon dive.In youth, Gost grew up watching his father treat patients in Camp Drybone after being kicked out of Frondale's Phrontistery. They escaped official charges. With the corruption, it was simple to use gil and threats to turn blind eyes; a lesson Gost took to heart.Not long after his father died because of a crime boss, Gost turned to theft and murder to survive and proved his worth to the gang of criminals. He grew up surrounded by bandits with one foot in the grave and from all walks of life. Not long after that, he got close and killed the Crime boss, absconding with various maps of hidden treasure.His gaze turned to Ul'dah, where he once called home, to settle in and dabble with picking up jobs as an ex-bandit, working hard to show his vile past was behind him. At least in public.In time, he has ventured to the other city-states and slightly beyond; subjugating an enclave to money laundering schemes, communing with beast and allied tribes, taking jobs from any place that paid well enough. Rumor has it he also—