Maki Ayase

綾瀬 真希

A bold yet bashful flower, playful in spirit and tender at heart.
Beneath life’s rapids and patterns runs her quiet current of genuine hope.

About Maki

Name:     Maki (真希): “true hope” (真 = true/genuine, 希 = hope/wish).     Ayase (綾瀬): usually read as “design/pattern + rapids/shallows”; “rapids of      patterns” or “woven streams.”     Maki is “True hope flowing through patterned streams.”

Age: 20
Race: Au Ra (Xaela)
Height: 5'0" / 152.4 cm
Body Type: Modestly fit & funsized!
Languages: Eorzean. Doesn't speak an onze (ounce) of Hingan.


Likes:

  • Loves flowers - like, a lot - and weaves them into nearly every outfit. Her favorite is the vivid red oldrose.

  • Cares about her fashion; she adores reds, whites, golds, and other saturated colors that pop, balancing comfort with class. She also has a soft spot for chokers - a touch of flirtation she enjoys wearing as much as seeing on others.

  • Has a nearly unmanageable sweet tooth. Creme puffs beware.

  • Rarely turns down a drunken bath with friends.

Yellowjacket in BloomStill finding her footing, Maki wears the Yellowjacket’s coat with equal parts duty and doubt. Her father’s ties opened the door, but she holds her post on her own merit, patrolling Limsa with quiet pride. Off duty, she tends flowers, unwinds in hot baths, keeps herself fit for the demands of patrol, and pushes to break free of her shell to make the connections she’s long craved. For Maki, service isn’t just about order... it’s about people.A Bold, Bashful HeartPlayful, warm, and sometimes shamelessly teasing, Maki is quick to laugh, though just as quick to blush. She lives for those little sparks of connection, trying to bring out the best in others with humor and care - though she often finds herself flustered around women who catch her eye. A flower equal parts delicate and daring, she feels deeply, sometimes more than she lets on.Wildflower of La NosceaThough Xaela by blood, Maki was born and raised in Limsa Lominsa. She never knew the Steppe; only La Noscea’s fields and shores, where she wandered alone as a young girl and found friends among the wildflowers. Her family came west generations ago, and though they left the old ways behind, Maki sometimes wonders what parts of her still carry those unseen threads.Tangled in Her Own ThreadsBeneath her warmth runs a current of doubt. She fears being “too much,” or not enough. She longs to be bold and playful, but often second-guesses herself. Conflict unsettles her, and she buries her own needs to soothe others. Maki loves deeply - craving closeness in all its forms - yet she treads carefully, worried that showing too much of herself might push others away. In giving to others, she offers the care she once wished for herself; to be seen, accepted, and told "It’s okay..."In Her Father’s ShadowDuty was the lesson she learned at home, but in his shadow she lacked the sunlight she needed. Like a flower reaching for warmth, she now chases connection; the nurturing light of being seen and accepted.