Khyran Oisin

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Understuffed Scarecrow
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OOC Character Information
Main Job(s):	• Conjurer
Main Tradeskill:	Alchemy
Preferred Role:	Healer
Server:	Balmung
Status
Alignment:	Chaotic Good
Reputation:	Unknown
Occupation:	• Materia specialist • Healer
Education:	Self taught- a bit of an unrealized prodigy
Marital Status:	Single
Sexuality:	Asexual
Guardian:	Thaliak the Scholar
Free Company
Unknown
Items Carried
Unknown
Characteristics
Race:	Hyur
Clan:	Midlander
Age:	26
Height:	5 fulm 6 ilm
Weight:	85-90
Eyes:	Brown
Hair:	Black
Complexion:	Sallow
Physical Build:	Skeletal and frail
Notable Features:	Missing his right eye, has a scar over it.

Attributes
	Strength	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		P.Defense	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
	Dexterity	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		M.Defense	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
	Martial Prowess	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		Intelligence	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █
	Magic Affinity	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █		Luck	█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █

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Character

♦ General

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Khy is a skeletal, ragged man with a sharp, beak-like nose and an eye-patch. He's as helpful as he is suspicious, equal parts neurotic and nonchalant, and completely unconcerned with his own safety. He carries no weapons and wears no armor. He has a habit of lurking, eavesdropping, and generally knowing too much, but he has yet to do anything obviously sinister. He is self-sacrificing to a fault, though blunt and awkward. No one is entirely sure where he's come from or where he's been. He tends to watch and listen, like some sort of sickly carrion bird.

♦ Appearance

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Khy has an angular, bony face framed by long, dark hair that has grown past his shoulderblades. He has a hooked nose, thin lips, and a deep-set brown eye. His teeth are crooked and there's a gap between his front incisors. He has a short, trim goatee and a stubble-darkened jaw.

He is about 5'6" and nearly corpselike in weight. If he is picked up, he can be estimated to weigh 90 pounds. His white robes are too big for him, threadbare and dirty. His skin is sallow and pale, his single eye often bloodshot. His fingernails seem to have been chewed to stubs. He usually smells like sweat, dirt, grass, and blood.

He isn't exactly a handsome man; his attractiveness would be in the eye of the beholder. Still, his expression is usually soft and pleasant, which can work wonders for someone who looks otherwise unseemly.

If he carries weapons, they must be expertly concealed, for there is absolutely no sign of such things on his person.

♦ Behaviour

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More often than not, he stands in a slouch and moves slowly. His joints often pop at the slightest exertion. He seems incapable of running very long, as the attempt leaves him breathless to the point of collapse. When he walks, its usually with his head bowed and his arms folded behind his back. When he's seated, he fidgets, tapping his fingers, playing with strings or swaying to some unheard beat.

He tends to avoid eye contact with people, and keeps his head down. It may appear as though he is not paying attention to anyone or anything, but when asked questions, he is often startlingly accurate, and he is known to point things out about people that others would have barely noticed. If he is observed closely, one can assume he is actually watching people like a hawk out of the corner of his eye. He is paying very, very close attention. It may be difficult to slip anything past him.

He also appears to be a pacifist. If he is ever threatened, he engages the threat in polite conversation and does not attempt to defend himself.

♦ Personality

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The very first thing someone is likely to notice about Khyran is that he is self-sacrificing. Even when his life is being actively threatened, he will stare at the threat with a gentle smile and few attempts to dissuade them. If he is offered something for free, he refuses in exchange for providing services. He always seems to be looking for someone to help and something to be doing with himself. If he must do something for the sake of his own survival, it is often with reluctance and guilt. He has absolutely no regard for his own well-being, and this seems to play into every part of who he is. He simply does not know fear.

He does, however, know anxiety- for he is nervous in crowds and social gatherings. To him, socializing with strangers is like pulling teeth. He prefers watching people from corners or meeting with individuals one-on-one. When speaking to individuals, he is more of a listener. He's honest, patient, and meek. Some would find him a good friend because he does not sugar-coat what he thinks is the truth. If he sees a problem, he brings it up. If he thinks someone is doing poorly, he tries to help by shining the light on their mistakes. He has no motivation other than to be helpful.

At his best, he makes for pleasant, helpful company and an unbiased listening ear. At his worst, he's depressing and stubbornly set in his ways, making him infuriating to those who care about him. On top of everything, he's tight-lipped about anything in regards to his history, and the way he just stares and watches people can make him a dreadfully suspicious and enigmatic man. Still, he doesn't appear to be the sort of person capable of doing harm even if he wanted to.

• ISFJ.

• Restricting-Type Anorexia

• Social Anxiety Disorder

• Depression

♦ History

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Khyran is an enigma to all who know him, and it's difficult for anyone to trace him to his origins. However, an attentive and particularly determined individual may be able to deduce several things:

1. He was born in Costa del Sol.

2. Some people who live in Costa del Sol loathe the mention of his name, and hopefully wonder if he has been killed.

3. It's common knowledge there that Khyran resisted arrest and fled.

4. The rumors don't agree on what he did, why he is hated, and how he managed to disappear.

Something terrible has happened. It does not appear that Khyran wishes to discuss it with anyone.

Magic

Overview

Khy remains generally aloof in regards to whatever magical gifts he possesses. However, if he's asked enough, he might reveal the nature of his... Unusual abilities.

For a time, he dabbled in conjurary, but he never considered himself someone who was very connected to nature and the elements. He greatly preferred taking energy from his own life force to anything else. Thus, he knows several basic healing techniques and is good enough to know how to save a life in a pinch.

His true abilities, however, arise from his particularly well-refined means of drawing out someone else's memories and converting them to materia. Thus, he considers himself something of a "bad memory surgeon". Though these abilities come with varying degrees of suspicion and discomfort from those who know of his gift, there is always the few desperate enough to ask him for help.

Depending on how long he is able to focus and how willing the "patient" is, Khyran can do anything from wipe out entire sections of someone's memories to selectively drawing out the bad parts from an otherwise good memory. He collects the materia thereafter. Some patients request that he do specific things with the materia and he always follows suit. But if the patient is unable or unsure to specify, he keeps them very safe - but won't say exactly where.

How It Works

The amount of time required to remove a memory equates to how intensely personal that memory is. If it is a "core memory"- something that is a building block to the way that character thinks and operates- it will take several sessions over the course of several days- even weeks- to properly remove. The materia it will thus create will be very big, and very heavy.

Small memories that are of little consequence are not difficult for Khyran to remove, and can be done in a few minutes.

Anyone wanting to RP a core memory removal with Khyran should be willing to RP with him for a long time. Part of the materia creation process is about a bond between Khyran and the individual in question.

★ Recent RP events ★

Currently

Khyran can be seen generally around the Shroud. His left leg is moderately injured. Otherwise, he seems to be getting around just fine, and spending a lot of time with Tsaganarii Dhoro and Vi Lindon.

He has recently put up flyers around Gridania and Limsa Lominsa about his memory removal abilities.

Tendencies

TBA

Likes ■Gardening ■Poetry ■Singing ■Autumn

Dislikes ■Crowds ■Socializing

Favorites ■ Favourite Food/Drink: Tea ■ Favourite Place: Lakes and Rivers

♦ Related Images

All artwork throughout this profile, including this section, belongs to me.

Relationships

*Forever a WIP*

💘 Crush 💗 Sexual Desire ❤ In love with 💑 In a relationship ● Good Standing ● Neutral Standing ● Poor Standing

Friends ● Person Here –

Acquaintances ● Vi Lindon : He met her on the road. She gave him some food and much-needed company, despite the fact that it's difficult for him to admit that he needed either. ● Tsaganarii Dhoro : Strangers often want to help him, but Khyran wants to be the one doing the helping. He hopes he will be useful to Narii's family- and subsequently remove himself as quick as possible. ● Sasha Rochester : There's something off about her that he can't put his finger on, and he's not sure where her motivations lie, but he'd rather not be so quick to judge. ● Virella Douront : Though he knows little of her culture, he thinks she's a little too infatuated with it- to the point of being completely unaware of more immediate and important issues. ● Melfice Vainchelon : Khyran is completely at a loss of what to make of him. Whatever that may be, he does not think him a particularly noble sort. Enemies & Rivals ● Person Here -

Rumours

Common

A Traveling Merchant: "That Khyran is still around? I thought he'd have shriveled up and blown away by now."

The Drowning Wench Owner: "You wanna know about that Oisin? He ain't welcome in this tavern no more. Kept starin', askin' people personal questions and creepin' 'em out. Don't trust him."

A Botanist in Gridania: "Oh, Khy? I know him. He's really, really nice. Too nice, if you ask me. I really want to believe he means well, but you can never be too sure these days."

An Old Woman in Gridania: "Khyran is one of the sweetest people I know. I just wish he would take care of himself. The poor boy."

Uncommon

A Refugee in Ul'dah: "A strange man asked me if I needed help when I was starving in the gutter. I told him yeah. He asked me if I wanted to start over- to get a blank slate. I told him yeah. He offered to wipe my memories. That's when I told him to leave. Shits just not worth it.

A Traveling Merchant: "I saw a man sitting near the sea on my way to Limsa. I was only stopping by to deliver a package, and a few hours later I went back that way... and the same man was still sitting there. Same spot, same position. I thought he might have been asleep, but when I walked nearer, I heard him muttering. Strangest thing I've seen that day."

Rare

A poster in Costa del Sol says: "WANTED: Khyran Oisin, Alive or Dead. Reward: 50,000 Gil."

Player Character Rumours

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♦ Footnotes

OOC

Name Etymology

Irish. Khyran is a variation of Kieran, which means "dark." Oisin means "little deer."

These meanings were unintentional when the character's name was decided upon.

About the Player

I'm Aeolian, an artist. I make graphics for a sporting goods company full time. When I'm not RPing in my spare time, I'm drawing or working on my graphic novel Age of Mortality at http://www.btcomics.com. I live somewhere in the American South with my husband and two cats, Chai Tea and Total Biscuit.

Always IC and looking for RP. Feel free to visit my Tumblr to ask me for my skype if you want to arrange something. http://aeolian-mode.tumblr.com

Theme song:

Main Instrumental Inspiration Track: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=haOqG7erU6M

Instrumental Compilation (credits inside): https://soundcloud.com/kaylaaeolian/audiomix-kai-inspiration

Original Composition: https://soundcloud.com/kaylaaeolian/redemptions-pursuit

Fitting Lyrics: Radical Face, a Pound of Flesh.

'My feet plow on, from night to dawn

My empty belly and my body aches

Ain't hard to take

Next to the weight I carry in my chest

A pound of flesh

Could never tip the scale that I made

I should have stayed

But I was never wise.

I hear your voices in the wind that cuts the night.

And I pray to whatever is listening things will be alright.'

More Fitting Lyrics: Koda, Staying

'As winter takes me now

Of cold and clammy skin

A barren empty womb

As I am born again

It’s pulling at my hair

And crawling all within

A gentle beating heart

Is swept away by sin

The monster in your head

Won’t surface again

Be still my child

Wash away the sin'