Charaktere

Sam Hayter was born H’tyre Tia of the Gigantoad tribe. H’tyre grew up in the Abania Gyr region, near the city-state of Ala Mhigo. His tribe was well known for it’s martial prowess with the lance and the dagger. Frequent warfare bred a hardness of spirit for the tribe, where most of the miqo’tes interacted in closely knit military units rather than a family structure. Therefore, H’tyre learned to cherish true friendship and maintained a fierce loyalty to those few tribesmen grew close to.

H'tyre separated from his tribe when his squad leader, H'raha Tia, decided to pursue a connection to the Fist of Rhalgr, the Ala Mhigan monastic military order H'tyre had also admired. Having split from their tribe H’raha Tia was now H’raha Nuhn, the breeding male of their new tribe which they named the Rhalgrizz. The males of the squad called each other by their new prefix, “Rh’” only when they wanted to remind each other of the bond they shared. The squad was caught in the monk's temple stronghold when the Ala Mhigan King of Ruin, Theodoric, laid siege in an effort to purge the order. H'tyre saw his entire squad die in the fighting with the exception of his squad leader who threw H'tyre out of a large temple window toward a swiftly flowing river below with a single wish "I hope you live, Rh'tyre Nuhn."

His travels over the next 15 years could fill tomes. He survived the Calamity; he was in the Black Shroud, fleeing the now Garlean occupied Ala Mhigan territory when he saw Dalamund fall and crack. He spent many years in the Shroud doing freelance work for various Yellowjacket outposts. The lingering sense of unease that nagged him from the day he set foot in the Shroud finally convinced him to leave. Through a few twists of fortune, he ended up spending several years as a privateer on the Sea of Ash then the southern Rhotano Sea. It was during his time on the seas he had been given his moniker. A huge, yet friendly, Roegadyn, who always boasted his intent to join the Malestrom, pronounced his name “Hater” until the man decided it made the quiet miqo’te sound too malicious. Declaring Sam to be a short and reliable name for a short and reliable “cat,” the name stuck and H’tyre (turned Hayter) decided to take it as his own. He never forgot his failure and the death of his squad, but like any other Abania Gyr refugee, he learned to survive and move on.

His 34th nameday found in him in Southern Thanalan. He’d decided after three decades of living on the fridges of civilization, he would finally see what modern society had to offer. What better place to start than Ul’dah, the most wealthy of the city states? He was lucky enough to find a carriage going that way right before it departed, he noticed he shared it with two Elezen children in strange clothing and a bright eyed merchant that kept smiling over at him in a manner that suggested he wanted to talk…Sam hoped the conversation would at least give him some insight into the goings on of the Thanalan interior...