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General

**Age **- 21 - 24
Race - Coerthan/Sharlayan Miqo’te | Seeker of the Sun
Nationality - Limsa Lominsan
Gender - Male
Nameday - 25th Sun of the 1st Umbral Moon (2/22)
Height - 159cm | 5'2"
Orientation - Homosexual
Occupation - Warrior of Light | Adventurer | Red Mage

Appearance

White haired, light skinned and red eyed, traits observed from the Eft Tribe of Bloodshore, Emerens' colouring traces its origins back to the early days of Miqo'te settlers. When his ancestors once called Coerthas home.His 'fur' is impeccably soft, with a slight curl to his hair that never seems to straighten. He possesses a particularly long tail, constantly groomed, which offers excellent balance.Of smaller stature, Emerens' clothing consists of form-fitting, revealing maroon cloth. Hinting at a relatively fit/toned and scarred figure — The most notable being from a large, diagonal wound across his chest; Much of his skin is covered in red tattoos and paint, some arcane in origin, whilst others tribal.At a closer glance, Emerens' right eye is of a lighter shade than his left. A result of aether scarring that removed its sight and original hue; Following the accident, only his left eye healed.

Personality

Raised in the streets of Limsa, Emerens possesses the zealous and extroverted attributes of any other Lominsan. Out of their other more less-than savoury attributes, he retains a sailor mouth and a tendency to be optimistically blunt.A natural speaker with a silver tongue; Emerens is just as capable on a social battlefield as he is on a physical one. He is confident in speaking his mind and keeping conversations flowing.Constantly surrounded by (and having occasional dabbled in) the debaucheries of piracy at young, Emerens retains a tolerance and casual attitude towards base and immoral vices. He is not averse to receiving the occasional compliment, as is his tolerance to the occasional tumble under the sheets, and often flirts with companions and the likeEmerens was at fault for his own eye injury. It was an embarrassing blotch on his career, and thus, he will refuse to speak of it should the topic be brought up. Many companions to this day are unaware of this defect, solely because he refuses to acknowledge it publicly.

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History

Beginnings

Sired by a brood mother and a Nunh of the Eft Tribe, Emerens was born a second son of Bloodshore. Shy, quiet and just a tad bit too teary-eyed, he was adored by both family and tribe members alike.Following a comfortable birth and childhood, he displayed a knack for magic at a young age. Prompting his birth parents to send him to the Arcanist Guild in Limsa Lominsa at a mere ten summers to refine his talents;Join the Maelstrom and beat back the threat of Garlean occupation - An idle statement put forward by one of the tribe's own leaders after sending their own blood; It would convince many others to follow.

Emerens diligently began his training in the guild, a protege in his own right, and excelled greatly in all things arcane.An independent youth, he matured at a young age and took to handling his financial and living situation in between visits from both adoptive and biological family. His journeys to the market stalls were frequent, as were his arrangements with Lominsan levemetes; It is not uncommon for him to gloat about how almost every stall in the port city has received his help at least once.When times proved difficult and ‘ordinary’ work scarce, he was no stranger to posing as a courtesan and lifting coin from his 'customers'.Before he had to do any actual work, of course.

Injury

Emerens was injured at the age of sixteen after ignoring the physical signs of aether overuse via over-teleporting, which rendered him bedridden and briefly blind for a month. After recovering, only his left eye was restored whilst his right remained cloudy and discoloured.This incident proved to be a major roadblock in his career as a mage, and he struggled greatly in casting accurately with a single eye. Emerens became distant from his fellow classmates during this time, and his confidence subsequently took a blow at the fact he was unable to keep up with them.

Manipulation of aether also too proved difficult during his recovery, and Emerens dabbled briefly in the art of fencing and dueling once well enough to leave his bed. Said training would later assist in his journey to mastering red magic, under the tutelage of X'rhun Tia.Years later, this little accident of his would return to haunt him in the form of the Echo. Constantly afflicting him with headaches and nausea whenever the Mother Crystal deems it fitting to grant him a vision; Even simply wasting mana, or casting far too much is enough to leave him bedridden and ill.Though, no one needs to know that. Certainly not.

Warrior of Light

Everyone knows the story, or at least, somewhat. You slay a giant rock monster and suddenly you're affiliated with one of the most mysterious organisations in history. Then you slay a hellish beast summoned forth by the hopes and prayers of a desperate beast tribe. Rinse and repeat.It remained ever the same for Emerens, who slipped into his role as Scion and Saviour as easily as one slips into a coat. Fame and praise followed him into the Maelstrom, where he was briefly reunited with an old flame (victim) who turned out to be his Captain; To set himself apart from other Tias, he coined the name 'Emerens Karthain'. In honour of a favoured book.

From Coerthas, to Dravania, to Ala Mhigo and the Far East... And then to a different world entirely, the title of 'Eikon Slayer' has worn thin its welcoming. Where once Emerens held his head with pride upon the slaying of a primal, now his shoulders have begun to feel the weight of his exhaustion. The fame a poor comfort knowing his use as a weapon.The lulls in between great battles have found him wandering the streets and taverns of the world in shrouded secrecy, posing as yet another adventurer for hire. Or just another wanderer, in search of mischief, normalcy and perhaps a good drink.

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hooks

>> Your pockets feel lighter...

You see him pass, smile at you. And feel a hand brush cheekily against your side. Perhaps just a fleeting flirtation, but the sudden change in weight of your wallet says otherwise; It will not be long before he disappears into the crowd once more. Confront him if you must.

>> You've coin to spare...

In need of a talented duelist? Information? Questionable services? Perhaps you'd be interested in hiring the white haired Miqo'te busy loitering against the wall. Most requests he can handle flawlessly, however, it is up to him to decide whether or not he will make it difficult for you; Come prepared with proper payment, and make sure you keep your wallet close.

>> One mage, two mage,
red mage, blue mage...

A practitioner of the arcane since young, well versed in most magicks. Emerens has dabbled in many a spell-weaving class. From summoner
to red mage, from astrologian to dark knight, his aether is overwhelmingly formidable in its own right. As is his knowledge.
If you've a mind to learn, or converse with a kindred spirit, perhaps he would be willing to lend an ear.

>> You spy an empty seat...

Emerens looks friendly enough, nursing a cup of rolanberry wine and nonchalantly taking up an entire table in an otherwise crowded tavern. By the way he locks eyes with you, it appears he would not seem to mind your addition at one of the chairs; Perhaps you might be interested in buying him another drink whilst you're at it.

>> You've partaken of del Sol's pleasures...

A child of an Eft Tribe Nunh and Broodmother, Emerens was raised (perhaps too) comfortably on the beaches of Eastern La Noscea. His clan, well known for their riches, wines and pleasures, is the foundation for the vacation powerhouse that is Costa del Sol. As well as the rightful occupants of Bloodshore and Wineport.Perhaps you've visited. Perhaps you've taken note of the merchants, the jewelers, the hunters, the fishers and the pretty dancers with light hair and red eyes. Perhaps you've seen Emerens himself;Well versed in wines and vineyards, Emerens too can offer up suggestions created by his own family. And possibly provide connections to any inns, pubs or personal collectors interested in buying or selling.

>> Warrior of...?

*To avoid the risk of godmodding and other's canon, this scenario will only be played should you as the writer agree and feel comfortable *
interacting with a WOL character.

Emerens is smart enough to use a fake name most of the time. Something simple like 'Ems', or maybe even take his brother's, 'E'mret'. But whispers of his deeds are as common as sin now, and no doubt they have reached your ears. Mayhap you have experienced them yourself.So why is a great warrior such as he loitering about in back alleys, drinking many a bottle, chatting with questionable companions and...
Well, not saving the realm?
You could confront him, of course. But he'd likely deny it. I mean, he's just an unassuming adventurer.

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Before you follow

Writer

Hello! You can call me Emerens, Alysha, Robin etc etc. I run the @miqote_txt account on twitter, but you can also reach me on my main @_waraia
Any pronouns are fine!Though I enjoy paragraph/long RP, I often struggle to focus (especially in busy settings such as the Quicksands, etc.) and stick to smaller replies in-game. I find it a little easier to RP bigger plots/replies on Twitter and on Discord, so please feel free to message me if you are interested!If you're not interested RP, that's fine too. Most of the time I just fuck around when I'm in game/shitpost on the RP tl so you're welcome
just to vibe with me yo.

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