Darius Grant

((Note: This profile will be continually updated as Darius grows/more info comes to light. Also I'm new to RPing / using wikis in general, so let's not talk about how bad this profile looks.
Lastly, this character is unaware of his Amalj'aa lineage, so it will not be referenced IC until further explored.))

Darius Grant
"Aye, I do what I want. Y'got a problem?"
Current Health: Vitalized
Gender	Male
Race	Amalj'aa Roegadyn
Clan	Sea Wolf
Citizenship	Ul'dah
Birthdate	4th Day of the 2nd Astral Moon
Age	29
Orientation	Homosexual
Status	Single
External Link:	http://rysskoen.tumblr.com [NSFW]

General Information

Born as Rysskoen on the 4th Day of the 2nd Astral Moon, Darius is an Amalj'aa, Sea Wolf halfling. He grew up relatively happy in the city of Ul'dah for most of his childhood before moving to Limsa with his mother and father.

Darius is a loud man. Driven by impulse, and very simple minded. He is generally considerate of others, especially strangers, though can easily become a handful and tease the ones he cares for. He is curt, and straightforward, almost to the point of being too blunt with others.

Appearance

Height: 8 Fulm, 1 Ilm - Darius is considered a beastly size, even by Roegadyn standards. He has always been taller than most since he was born, and only continues to grow larger. This is presumeably due to his Amalj'aa lineage.

Weight: Approximately 430 Ponz - Most of Darius' weight comes from his hulking size, and his musculature. He has very little body fat.

Body: Darius is a massive man with the body comparable to a living tank. A remarkable chiseled body coated in a sea of hair, with deposits of body fat in his pectorals, hips, stomach, and rear. His collarbone is well-defined, as well as the muscles in his back. He owns a fair share of cuts and scars, primarily on his face, which seem to come and go. Amalj'aa 'traits' below the belt. His nails more resemble claws than finger nails.

Complexion: An incredibly atypical, ruddy grey tone. While it's not uncommon for Sea Wolves to have soft green or even white tones to their flesh, his skin is incredibly dry and rough, and nearly a pure grey tone with only the slightest hint of ashen brown. If one were to get close enough, they may see a hint of scales. Medical professionals claim it is a genetic disorder, not fatal and purely an aesthetic difference. Though his body may continue to grow in this fashion even into his late adulthood.

Face: Strong jaw, with a handsome youthful appearance. Often has a beard though is prone to shaving if it gets too out of hand. Often has a bandage or two on his face. His eyes are an anomaly of Ice Blue, which is a rather rare trait in Sea Wolves, and have been called 'soul-piercing' by passerbys. Often has a serious look though amazingly enough, is capable of making the sweetest of smiles if genuinely flattered or happy.

Hair: Naturally a choppy, short, slick navy blue with hints of grey/brown highlights. He is known for being a frequent customer of the Aesthetician, often trying to hide the grey in his hair with a plethora of different hairstyles, and at times, odd color jobs.

Fashion: Surpisingly fashion conscious. Despite having a distaste for being overly dressed, he has a full closet of different sorts of clothing for different occasions and is always seen trying to look his best. He enjoys wearing different sorts of clothes, but usually ends up wearing more revealing attire as he finds it more comfortable and easy to breathe in. He tends to avoid most colors that are not considered masculine. Despite this, he does enjoy seeing OTHERS wear clothing, especially armor, as he's grown quite a fascination for it.

Personality

Darius loading up after a brief visit home.

Impulsive to a fault, Darius is a mixed bag of personality. He is however somewhat friendly, often enjoying the idea of being surrounded by others. Despite this, he isn't one to initiate conversation, and can feel a bit out of place at times. It doesn't take too long for him to open up to others, as he finds the best way to socialize is to be upfront. He doesn't take kindly to liars, hypocrites, snobs, or narcissistic people, and is a bit quick to judge at times. Even though he himself can be all of these at any given time.

Unlike most Sea Wolves, Darius' manner of speech is a bit more articulate. He doesn't necessarily choose his words carefully, but his accent, despite being thick has no bearing on his vocabulary.

At times, Darius can be very needy for attention, almost to the point where he could become a nuisence for others. He very much enjoys poking fun at others in a playful manner, and despises taking things seriously when he doesn't have to. He can be considerate, but often chooses to be more of a rough-housing sort. Though he never takes into account his size, often leading to him hurting others accidentally.

He thinks very simply, ignoring most of the world's issues, and even the issues of others. He sees others individual of their background and their past which most consider a venerable trait.

He has his own moral code which he follows, though he follows his own personal creed of 'Live and let live.' He will often push aside his prejudice, as long as what people are doing are not harming other living beings. He often acts as a median, trying to understand all aspects and sides of conflict. Though he himself claims he dislikes conflict, he can be one to find himself in an array of conflict, due to his temper which can be short. His patience is ever-teetering.

Darius can be a bit scatterbrained, often choosing to just focus on what he deems necessary or important. He has very little knowledge of the events around him, no matter how world-changing they may be. He focuses purely on his day to day, and usually is incapable of holding a grudge.

He doesn't see religion to be important. He respects others' beliefs, and does believe in the twelve, but he does not practice any sort of worship.

Talents ■ Proficient Fisherman by nature ■ Highly skilled in various forms of combat, generally prefers his fists. ■ Skilled Coordinator ■ Articulate

Hobbies ■ Drinking ■ Smoking ■ Exploring ■ Relaxing ■ Gambling ■ Hunting ■ Rough-housing ■ People-watching ■ Cooking

Likes ■ Drinking (See a pattern yet?) ■ Small Animals ■ Nature ■ Busy Cities ■ Gold Saucer ■ Two-handed weapons. ■ Triple Triad

Dislikes ■ Extreme Weather ■ Stereotypical Elezen ■ Weak-willed people ■ Unhealthy attitudes ■ Bratty Children ■ Nonconstructive Criticism ■ Conflict

Strengths ■ Physically Endowed ■ Bold ■ Understanding ■ Strong-Willed ■ Broad Sense of Humor

Flaws ■ Dual Personality ■ Arrogant ■ Temperamental ■ Filthy Minded ■ "Too" Strong ■ Lack of Dexterity ■ Not particularly quick-witted

Quirks ■ Spontanious / Moody ■ Tendency to rub his neck, grin, or chuckle ■ Verbal Tics ■ Fidgets about, unable to really stay still ■ Profusely sweats, even when at rest ■ Takes stupid bets a bit more seriously than he should ■ Generally submits to the ideas and suggestions of other

Fears ■ Being close to others ■ Embarrassment ■ Failure ■ Death ■ Abandonment

Other ■ Voice: Thick Port Accent, Grave, Deep. ■ Alignment: Chaotic Neutral ■ Favorite Food: Aldgoat Steak ■ Favorite Drink: Anything Alcoholic ■ Favorite Color: Wine Red ■ Favorite Scent: Musk ■ Favorite Vices: Cigars, 'The 'ole keg'.

Abilities and Skills

In Combat, Darius prefers being as aggressive and swift as possible. While naturally proficient with an axe, he prefers to use his raw strength, using only his fists. He puts every ounce of his power into every punch he throws, never faultering due to his incredible stamina.

His Amalj'aa blood has proven to aid in his physical prowess and dark magic. Some swear the man could breathe fire as if he were Ifrit himself.

In regards to the world of crafting, Darius has shown an interest in Armory and Blacksmithing, preferring to use his strength to craft tough armor instead of flimsy fabrics. His hands are not nearly as dextrous as they would need to be in order to do anything else. Though he has yet to actually do anything in either field.

He is however, very proficient in gathering. Being one to survey all sorts of land, he makes it a point to always bring a hatchet, pickaxe, and fishing rod with him wherever he goes in order to make a bit of gil here and there to get by. Fishing by far is his favorite past time. Enjoying an Icy Ale and the open seas is one of his favorite ways to relax.

History/Background

Pre-Calamity

Early Life

Rysskoen was born in the city-state of Ul'dah. His mother and 'father' are both pure sea wolves, who lived in Limsa before the attack of the Amalj'aa. Soon after reinforcements were called into Thanalan, his mother as well as several other women and children of varying races were taken by the Amal'jaa, with their lives on the line as a warning to the city-state to not interfere any further with their tributes to Ifrit.

After being rescued, the Sea Wolves of the Knights of the Barricuda were forced to station within Ul'dah's walls to ensure the protection of Ul'dah alongside the Immortal Flames. His family would come to live here of their own volition after the tides of conflict were over.

It was here where Rysskoen was given life. He was generally perceived as an outsider, and often the subject of scorn by those his age, all his life. Despite this, his kindness had never wavered, and he was quite the cry-baby.

His early life was not one of any sort of major conflict, besides general teasing for his strange appearance, he lived rather peacefully, growing well-adjusted to the people around him. He wasn't one to keep any friends, or speak outwardly, a shy one who generally kept to himself.

He was often the subject of scorn of others for his apperance, even to the chagrin of his own mother and father, who saw little to no resemblance in their child in themselves, except for his mother of whom he shared her crystal blue eyes, and dark blue hair.

Dalamud's Fall: The Calamity

Rysskoen's peaceful lifestyle continued for most of his early childhood, until he became an adolescent. He learned most of what he knew here, and grew fond of the city's culture, often sticking his nose in history books.

As he grew, his skin had become a bit more rusty in color, and others would note a strange scent coming off of him during particular moons of the year. It was around this time, his Amalj'aa blood began to blosson outwardly, as during mating season for the Amalj'aa, the females would pick up on his scent. They would often invade Ul'dah's inner walls out of curiosity, which lead to further conflict between the city-state and the beast tribe.

Seeing as they were becoming a prime target for the Amalj'aa, the sea wolves eventually returned to Limsa Lominsa to seek a more peaceful life.

It was here that his father would ask Rysskoen to become a strong warrior like his father, to protect his fair home and become a Knight of the Barricuda just like his old man.

He would begrudgingly do so. Rysskoen was naturally proficient with weaponry, but he found it much more in his ways to just use his bare fists. This did not bode well with his father who claimed no son of his would fight in such a dirty manner. However, they came to an agreement that if he could best a blow from his father without flinching, he would be given permission to travel to Ul'dah alone, and become a Pugilist.

Every year on the day of his conception, he would accept one powerful strike from his father to the chest, and every year, he would fail. This would bring him to discipline himself, growing more and more detached from others to become stronger.

Finally, he would not only take a strike from his father, but he would prove he was strong enough to handle himself, giving him what he felt would be the most meaningful punch in his life. The punch that made him a man.

Shortly thereafter, Dalamud fell, and the Calamity struck. While blessedly surviving the chaos and destruction, he found himself generally unscathed in the outer-fields of Thanalan

Post Calamity/Recent History

A Realm Reborn

Now a full fledged man. Any sort of pigmentation to his body faded over time. His skin grew a deep grey, with a much rougher texture, his eyes grew almost eerily white, and his hair now a pale blue, a stark contrast to his mother. Rysskoen has taken to the city of Ul'dah, easily proving his worth to the Pugilist guild, and the Immortal Flames.

He took note of how people had changed, the people of Ul'dah not being nearly as friendly as he recalled now that he viewed the world as an adult. It would be here that he would soon steel himself, growing into his own. Things he claimed he didn't enjoy, he would soon find himself doing. A kind heart turned cold to the world. He found himself in plenty of bar fights, becoming more and more of a fiend for alcohol and other vices. His jovial personality as a child now cast deep within a thick layer of brutality and neutrality.

It would be here that he would begin to introduce himself as Darius Grant, a Midlander name which carried the same meaning as his Roegadyn name, as a symbol of his determination to grow even stronger as a man.

Darius would soon find himself tied into the business of the Scions, growing into the possession of the Echo. as the war on the beast tribes and the Garleans ensued, following his exile, the disappearance of the Scions and the assassination of the Sultana at the hands of the Syndicate.

Heavensward [PRESENT DAY]

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I am very new to MMO RP and my grasp on lore is a bit rusty. If I make a mistake, please feel free to correct me.
I'll roleplay anything from General to Mature to Erotic RP.

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