Seeking the following types of RP:

-"Guh, that miqo'te stinks! And she's covered in filth! Beggars shouldn't be allowed in here!" - overheard in various establishments within  Ul'dah, while Holly is wandering about.
-"That masked girl? Bit of a nutter, if you ask me. Never seen her take it off." - Around refugee camps
-"I hear tell she's a murderer! Killed scores somewhere far from here, now wears that mask so no one has a chance to recognize her!" - around Ul'dah's back alleys
-"She's nothing more than a common thief. Saw it myself, she nabbed an apple from a cart right in the middle of the day."  - random merchant in Ul'dah
-"A friend told me she was feeding the orphaned children the other day. Only scraps from some small animal, but still. She seems nice." - around Ul'dah

There is a large portion of Holly's past she refuses to talk about. She has given hints at it before, such as spending time on a ship, having a mom and a mother at different points and referencing two different families. However, she usually changes the subject very quickly or, failing that, runs off to avoid the topic entirely. Likewise, Holly is never seen in public without her signature mask. It is a simple thing, with no unique traits beyond being a festival mask commonly used in Gridanian celebrations. The strap that holds it on is thicker than most, being made of a soft leather band that is surprisingly sturdy. Holly almost seems to have a sixth sense about when someone will try to unmask her by surprise.

Holly came to Eorzea only recently. First appearing in the Black Shroud, she established herself as an adventurer because it sounded like a lot of fun. Unfortunately, after signing on as a Conjuror with a small company of other adventurers, her abilities with White Magic became known and an incident occurred which resulted in her being chased by Wood Wailers until she fled beyond the borders of the Shroud and into Thanalan.

From this point, she made the choice to hide any magical abilities she possessed and gave up the adventuring life to instead seek more pleasurable activities. She wandered to Limsa Lominsa and joined a series of taverns, bars and performance groups as a helper, server and even a designer on occasion, but though she greatly enjoyed these ventures, they ultimately failed to last. Once more without a place to call home, Holly wandered back to Thanalan and began a life outside of civilization, relying on her skills in wilderness survival to keep herself fed and sheltered.

After months had passed, Holly once again found employment in an entertainment business in the Goblet. Times were good once again for the masked miqo'te, but just as before, as soon as she began to feel at home, trouble reared its head. Though not directly involved, Holly nevertheless elected to depart, not wanting to linger in a place with so many negative emotions running high. She instead followed the people who left before her. These people were a positive and welcoming bunch, or so it seemed, and Holly already had friends among them. However, history made her nervous about seeking a home with these friends. She opted not to join them officially, instead being more of an occasional guest and helper, while continuing to live her life in the open fields outside of the Goblet. Eventually, she stole into one of the back storage rooms of the Hearth and made a small hidey hole for herself, unbeknownst to most of the Company. She retires here when she is too exhausted to make the trip back to make camp for the night.
 
**Current Story Arc**
>Currently in progress. Will update at specific points in the story.