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When plans fall apart... <br> <br>
 
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Some plans fall quietly; they seep in and make little changes, tiny adjustments, and you don’t see it at first, amidst the mist covered finery brought in- but when you do, when the smokey veil pulls away from your eyes, it’s already too late. And quietly to the oceans far away, once glorious plans and fates and destinies are primed to fall as ashes.  <br><br>
 
Some plans fall quietly; they seep in and make little changes, tiny adjustments, and you don’t see it at first, amidst the mist covered finery brought in- but when you do, when the smokey veil pulls away from your eyes, it’s already too late. And quietly to the oceans far away, once glorious plans and fates and destinies are primed to fall as ashes.  <br><br>
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When plans fall apart, they always leave little clear shards that stick in feet run bare.  They reflect starlight and hope and what you wished, knew, would be.  Yet each step taken is but another reminder of how they turned silently to ash, or shattered and splintered and now wedge themselves further and further in.<br><br>
 
When plans fall apart, they always leave little clear shards that stick in feet run bare.  They reflect starlight and hope and what you wished, knew, would be.  Yet each step taken is but another reminder of how they turned silently to ash, or shattered and splintered and now wedge themselves further and further in.<br><br>
 
And they never let you forget. <br><br>
 
And they never let you forget. <br><br>
Yorumei is many things.  Has always been many things, greedy, prideful, unable to stop and to settle with just one, or even a few.  And now, more than ever, he is also a weaver of plans who’s plans all fell apart. Now, more than ever, he reaches for what was always denied him: a chance at learning who he is under all he was meant to be, and finding again someone he never meant to lose which a broken destiny had him abandon in the ashes.
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Revision as of 00:02, 20 February 2016

Yorumei Uranakei
~The Path Weaver~


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VITAL INFORMATION


CURRENT ALIAS || Yorumei Uranakei (and many others)

BIRTH NAME || Uranakei no Yorumei

RACE & CLAN || Au Ra Raen

GENDER || ♂-ish

AGE & NAMEDAY || ~24 years old, 22nd Sun of the 6th Astral Moon.

ORIENTATION || Gods only know.

RELATIONSHIP STATUS || Single

OTHER THINGS


NATIONALITY || Once Doman, now unaffiliated.

CURRENT RESIDENCE || It's a mystery.

OCCUPATION || Strategist, Diviner, Witch, Whatever he needs to be.

PATRON DEITY || The Dawn Father, The Spinner, + eclectic Spiritualism.

HEIGHT || 7 fulms, 1 ilm

WEIGHT || ~ 233 ponz

ALIGNMENT || Good Question

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Character



♦ In-Game Brief


HELLO, HI. This page is a HUGE WIP. I'm basically just placeholdering everything until I slowly fill it in. So uh. I apologize for the mess and lack of Actual Info about this guy right now. A lot here is basically me making fun of my character. It will get better soon, I promise.

As for a summary... Yorumei is a divining, wandering, witchy strategist lord of shite. He's beauty, he's grace, he's freakin terrible and I am so sorry you may have met him.

There isn't much left where Yorumei hails from, though once his family and their village flourished. Now, like Doma, it all rests in ash.

Born into a well-off family of crime that came apart with the razing of Doma, he planned on sticking with what remained of his family while they attempted to rebuild anew. Unfortunately, things didn't quite go according to that plan. They never do with war, and in many ways, Yorumei and the remnants of his family were never quite able to escape what had come to pass. Now, in attempts to take fate into their own hands, but carrying in an entirely different direction, the family split and what was once everything to them all has been set aside for a chance at a life he and his sister never had.

Yorumei, now completely on his own, is trying to find his feet.

Yorumei's a man of many talents when he isn't gambling, drunk somewhere, wandering through the woods, or doing gods know what singing haunting songs during clear, starry nights. It's no stretch to say he has a number of witchy tendencies when left to himself, a notable proficiency in some 'magics', and ever seems interested in people watching. The topic of something new to learn, especially in the Aetherical department is like to grab his attention. But currently, his horns are far more turned toward matters of refugees, smugglers, and what's happening with the Garlean empire. One could guess that he might be desperately looking for something, or someone, like so many others that came over from Doma once upon a time. But then again, it might only be a guess.


Open for Walkups when: There's a W in Player Search Info.
In general, please send a tell first!
Yor is a shitelord. You have been warned.
Click the RP Hooks tab above for a few ideas if you're looking for a reason to play with Yorumei. Or just talk to me! We'll figure something out.








A Small General Drabble

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Appearance


He's too hot. (Hot damn.)


Motivation


Everything he does is for The Plan. That weird creature he brought home that has not stopped skittering along the ceiling yet? The Plan. Pulling out half the neighbor's vegetables from their garden to arrange in the other neighbor's lawn in a ritual circle? The Plan. Vanishing for days on end into the woods (or maybe the Golden Saucer)? The Plan.

Don't worry. He knows what he's doing.

A list of accurate traits include: Why, help, what are you even doing, DON'T YOU DARE PUT THAT NEAR ME YOR OR SO HELP ME, yodeler, wanting more than this provincial life, too hot, (hot damn), he will pick you up don't tempt him, criminal, white wizard divining witch weirdo, weaver of auguries, gambling son of a crimelord, liar, man of many faces, UP UP.