Oliver Amaranth

OLIVER AMARANTH

MOUTHY EBON-HAIRED BASTARD

❝ Call me Captain Snark. ❞

Oliver Amaranth

VITAL INFORMATION ■ BIRTH NAME... Oliver Amaranth ■ CURRENT ALIAS... Stormshot, James Cousland ■ PAST ALIASES... Snarky Shit ■ RACE & CLAN... Miqo'te, Keeper of the Moon ■ GENDER... Male ■ AGE & NAMEDAY... 23. Born 8th Sun of the 5th Umbral Moon ■ ORIENTATION... Heterosexual ■ MARITAL STATUS... In a Relationship

OTHER STATISTICS ■ NATIONALITY... Ul'dahn ■ CITIZENSHIP... Lominsan ■ FAMILY... Allison Amaranth (Mother); Unknown (Father) ■ RESIDENCE... The Siren and Sage ■ OCCUPATION... Co-Owner of the Siren and Sage ■ PATRON DEITY... Menphina, the Lover ■ HEIGHT & WEIGHT... 5 fulms, 11 ilms. 142 ponze. ■ ALIGNMENT... Neutral Good.

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• Details
• Combat
• History
• Relationships
• Rumors
• Music
• OOC Notes

❝ Resting bitch face? Well.. maybe. ❞

GENERAL INFORMATION

Oliver Amaranth is a Keeper of the Moon that was born and raised in Ul’dah for the first half of his life, but fled to the pirate city of Limsa Lominsa early on. Most of this time was spent alone, but as time went on, he opened up towards others and would eventually become known for his sharp tongue, sharp shot, and love for Au’Ri.

APPEARANCE

Long black hair falling past his neck in the back and bangs that often fall before his eyes, Oliver's appearance alone gives off an impression of a barrier between him and the world; a barrier that isn't actually quite there. Beneath his relatively thick hair, however, is a man whose face is actually well kept. Free of any blemishes, his face as a whole is clear as the sky on a sunny day. In the shade, his eyes look almost black, yet with enough lighting their true deep blue color is revealed. Aside from his facial features, Oliver is a mostly average Keeper. He stands at approximately five-foot, eight-inches. He's relatively thin, but when without clothes, one can see the growing amount of lean muscle he has, as well as the outline of what appears to be abs growing in, touching it would confirm such a thought, and, although he won't boast about it, he is relatively proud of the muscle. As of recently, however, he does seem to have been growing a bit more in muscle mass; nothing quite spectacular, but the change is evident.

PERSONALITY

Socially, Oliver has changed immensely in just a short few months. Snarky, stubborn, and quite a bit cynical, he's the kind of man that can annoy someone as easily as he can befriend them. To most, he's quite the gentleman, even with his overly sarcastic demeanor. Yet to some, he's simply the king of snark. The woman closest to him since Al's death, Madam Seraphine, a woman that hated him before she learned to like him, is the best example of such. For the most part, Oliver is content with his life. He can actually be described as a bit of an optimist, despite his pragmatic tendencies. He puts a lot of faith in the people close to him, perhaps even when he shouldn't. Because he's stubborn as all hells, he tends to go down with the ship, so to speak. Putting all of his eggs in one basket doesn't help this, but he's aware of this habit learning from this mistake. Even if a bit slowly, though his overly emotional attitude certainly isn't helping. Contrary to his nonchalant outward appearance, Oliver's mind is always racing. He pays attention to some of the smallest details in a person and draws presumptions based upon them, usually accurately. His mind is as sharp as his tongue can be.

L I K E S ● Limsa Lominsa. Though his reasoning for fleeing to Limsa may have been quite brash and idiotic, Oliver has come to love the city. Falling asleep to the sound of the sea is an easy task. ● The Sea. It should come as no surprise that a man that loves Limsa would love the sea; he longs to travel across it one day upon a beautiful boat. ● Long Hair. Whilst his own hair is usually kept long, he also usually prefers longer-haired women. Nox was the only exception to this rule, but her hair has all but returned by now. ● Brilliance. Oliver may not always be the smartest person in a room, but this doesn’t bother him in the slightest. If he was, he wouldn’t have anyone to learn from. He intentionally surrounds himself with savants of all the fields he can.

D I S L I K E S ● Arrogance. At times, Oliver's snark and sarcasm, as well as his willingness to speak his mind may come across as arrogant. Yet, this is rarely ever true. Despite his intentions not always being clear, he does truly wish the best upon most he comes across. Showing that, however, can prove quite a challenge. ● Humorless People. It's a well-known fact that Oliver is a bit of an ass with his humor, often finding enjoyment prodding at other's nerves. Those who fail to understand him, or worse, choose to blatantly ignore his penchant for tomfoolery annoy him to no end. ● First Impressions. Because few ever seem to actually like the man when they first meet him - some wanting him dead five seconds after opening his mouth, others wanting to ring his neck - Oliver has grown disdainful towards meeting others. Regardless, he doesn’t put up a front. ● Thanalan. Even as a child, Oliver hated Thanalan. Sweating beneath the hot sun upon his shoulders was never something he looked forward to. When he finally left, he was relieved. To this day, every trip returning him to his place of birth happens not without a groan.

H O B B I E S ● Marksmanship. (INSERT WORDS) ● Reading. (INSERT WORDS) ● Snark. (INSERT WORDS) ● Thaumaturgy. (INSERT WORDS)

S T R E N G T H S ● Marksmanship. (INSERT WORDS) ● Analytical. (INSERT WORDS) ● Crafty. (INSERT WORDS).

W E A K N E S S E S ● Rude. (INSERT WORDS). ● Stubborn. (INSERT WORDS). ● Close Quarters Combat. (INSERT WORDS).

M O T I V A T I O N S ● Love. (INSERT WORDS). ● Friendship. (INSERT WORDS). ● Knowledge. (INSERT WORDS).

COMBAT & WEAPONRY

There should be stuff here at some point, but tbh, I'm lazy.

OOC Note:

HISTORY

PRIOR TO CHARACTER CREATION A bastard child with no siblings and a mother whom was never around, Oliver Amaranth spent the majority of his early life alone. Raised by his grandparents until he turned five, upon returning home, he was greeted by an incredibly young Miqo’te only ten years his elder. She introduced herself as Kaelai, a woman hired by his mother to teach him. Books of all shapes and sizes, fiction and nonfiction became the boy’s closest companions as he was taught to read. As Kaelai spent more and more time with the young Hyur, she began to view him as a child, treating him as her own. To Oliver, she was the only mother he had ever known. All of his affection was given to her. Upon Oliver's finishing of every book in the home, Kaelai would leave to the markets, purchasing more with the gil out of her own pocket to keep him happy. None of her effort was wasted; Oliver, albeit a lonely child, lived a happy childhood due to the Keeper's role in his life. Yet as happy as Oliver may have been, his joy was thoroughly stripped from him upon his birthday, when his mother came home for the first time in fourteen years. Despite her wealth, Allison Amaranth determined Kaelai’s services were no longer required and promptly dismissed her from her duties, much to the dismay of Oliver. His pleads attempted to reason with a woman with closed ears. As Kaelai said her goodbyes, Oliver embraced the Miqo’te with a river of tears falling from his cheeks. He gave the woman his thanks, which she promptly denied. None of their time together felt like work, she told him, further stating that she enjoyed every second of it. With a heavy heart, Oliver watched her go. Weeks went by for the teenage Oliver. Nothing improved. Having left as quickly as she came, his mother left him alone in an empty house. Every day, he’d leave his home, wandering the streets of Ul’dah in an attempt to find the woman. Those he asked for information would simply tell him they hadn’t seen her since. His efforts seemingly in vain, he had just about given up when someone finally gave him a lead. Momodi Modi informed him that the woman he sought after had left to Limsa the very same day she was fired. It was where she had come from to begin with, Momodi informed him. This was all Oliver needed to take initiative. When he returned home, he broke into his mother's safe and took as much gil as he could carry within his pockets and bags and fled to the city-state of Limsa Lominsa, optimistic that he'd soon be reacquainted with the only family he ever had. Whatever optimism he had had when heading to Limsa Lominsa had all but left the boy in one short month. Foreign and massive, the pirate city of Eorzea led Oliver through shady alleys and taverns without so much of a trace of the woman. Every day spent searching was another day wasted for nothing. At the end of the month, Oliver had given up. With half the gil he had stolen from his biological mother, he rented out a room in the Mizzenmast Inn for a time longer than he might live, and stayed shut within the confides of it, surviving on meals he had delivered to him at the cost of more gil. As lost as he may have been, Mizzenmast Inn still became more of a home to him than the Amaranth Estate in Ul'dah. Saddened as he may have been, Oliver began to step outside of his room once more after the passing of a week. Exploring the city found him the Arcanists' Guild, a building practically overflowing with books. With the standing-in guildmaster Thubyrgeim's permission, Oliver frequented the guild for the sake of reading the many titles upon each and every shelf. As he had with Kaelai, he grew rather fond of the quirky, even a bit eccentric K'lyhia. Over time, hormone-ridden teenage self even began to fall for the foreseer, but it was just a short-lived crush. She was nice to him, and that was all that mattered. At around sixteen, he met Klara Longfrost, a Highlander woman that brought a sparkle to Oliver's eyes, and Allimance Twenty. Klara was in and out of his life over the course of a couple of weeks, but her quiet and kind nature left a lasting impression on him. Al, on the other hand, would spend the six years with Oliver. Although initially hired as a bodyguard, Oliver and Al became inseparable. He eventually stopped paying altogether, and they'd simply wander around Limsa, brothers in spite of their racial and age gap. Between eighteen and twenty-two, Oliver left Limsa Lominsa for the first time in four years to Gridania, where he honed his skill with a bow in the Archer's Guild.

SINCE CHARACTER CREATION Since hitting twenty-two, Oliver's life has been filled with women, booze, adventure, and women. He met Khara, Reijin, and Saikhan Chinua (dubbed the threesome trio by him) at the Quiet Raven, an inn within the Lavender Beds that the four of them stayed at for quite. When they left, he quickly followed with them to the Pathfinder Society, where, after a recent tragedy that left him finally without funds, he has finally taken the initiative to work as a Scout. A free room and home to stay in, once more with the Chinua, was just an added bonus. In his adulthood, Oliver has also had encounters with a reasonable amount of women as well. First of which was Lalah'to Elekha, a Miqo'te with whom he felt for strongly. Yet they simply didn't have much in common, and eventually the two split-up on bad terms. Jejha, or Redfang Viperblood was the second. She nearly cost him his left arm with a venomous bite (scar of which remains), but she confronted him with his feelings, he confessed. While they were much more compatible than his previous relationship with Lalah'to, this also ended when Jejha disappeared without a trace. Though he was heartbroken for months, he eventually moved on. There have been several flings between, enough for Al to call him a manwhore, but nothing quite like what he had with his first two. Currently, several ongoing events within his life leave him on edge, but he's doing all in his power to mask it with his usual snark.

RELATIONSHIPS

RELATIONSHIP STATUS LEGEND

♥ Romantically Involved - ♥ Romantic Attraction – ♥ Physical Attraction – ♥ Platonic Love – $ Business – ❖ Deceased – ● Positive – ● Negative – ● Neutral 🔃 Unsure – 🔒 Trust

FAMILY

These are mostly backstory-related relationships.

LIST OF FAMILY MEMBERS

Allison Amaranth, True Mother. ( ● 🔃 🔒 ) Oliver’s Thoughts: "Someday, I'll hope you'll tell me why you left me.. If there's a reason at all." Oli saw his mother twice during his childhood. In his dreams growing up, he filled in her blank with Kaelai. He cannot help but despise the woman for leaving him alone for so many years, only to take away the surrogate she had given him for seemingly no reason. Now, she has the nerve to show her face once more, but never for more than a few moments before disappearing. He hates her, a fact that only kills him inside because he wants to love her; he wants his true mother, even after all this time without her. Perhaps someday he'd learn more about her from her, rather than from the pieces she leaves behind in her wake.

Kaelai Valhan, Surrogate Mother. ( ● ♥ 🔃 🔒 ) Oliver’s Thoughts: "By all meanings of the word, you're my mother.. Yet here I am, wondering if you were ever real." Once his all and everything, Kaelai filled the void his mother left in his heart. The Keeper became his true mother, feeding him, teaching him, and nurturing him as a mother should. His fleeing to Limsa was entirely for her. When he couldn't her, he was heartbroken, so longing to be cradled within her embrace. While he may no longer need her in his life, a small part of him misses her and the cherry blossom smell always carried on her person; even if it may all have been a game played by his true mother.

Allimance Twenty, Brother From Another Mother. ( ● ♥ ❖ ) Oliver’s Thoughts: "I hope you'll forgive me, Al. I should have died with you, but I chose to live. Rest easy, my brother. I pray there are fish wherever you are now." Oliver first encountered Al months after he fled to Limsa as a teenager. At first, the two traveled with each other only because Oliver paid him for protection, due to his weaker nature. Yet upon Oliver's growing capability to take care of himself, Al waved the fees and the two ventured Eorzea as friends, rather than associates. To Al, however, he was still protecting the teenage Oliver. In a series of events ending with Oliver nearly being killed by the spear of a dragoon, Al grew an insatiable desire for power and eventually turned to darkness. To protect Oli, so he claimed. This claim was disproved the moment Al struck Oliver, breaking several of his bones and leaving him brittle. When they next met, Oliver shot an arrow through his heart. Despite the forcing of his hand, Oliver still mourned the companion he'd known for eight years. To the end, he was his brother.

NON-FAMILY

LIST OF NON-FAMILY RELATIONS

Minox Moks, His Love. ( ● ♥ ♥ 🔒 ) Oliver’s Thoughts: "Did you really hate me this much? Enough to kill.. And the worst part is, I'd still die for you."" What once was an inseparable pair, a passionate relationship between equals, may have all but crumbled. A fight - their first true fight - left with Minox leaving Oliver and telling him she'd choose the life of a Moks: a lonely life of an eternal wanderer. Long ago was the last time he heard that, yet all the same, this time it felt as though she truly believed it to be the right path.. T'was his fault, he believes. Perhaps there was a bit of blame between the both of him, but his insecurities seemed to be what inevitably drove her away. Chasing her was his immediate thought; to seek her out, apologize.. Ask her to return to him. But she had already fled, taken her airship and gone.. Though he could trace the linkpearl they shared, would she want that? Ultimately, was this all just a test to determine whether or not he could live without her? He knows he can.. Doesn't mean he wants to. He loves her.. and though it may be silly, given her disinterest for marriage.. he hopes to see her as his beautiful bride, beside him 'til the end. Lingering thoughts of their ended engagement, swiftly coated with blood, haunt him. Worst yet, despite it all, he can't help but love her; he only wishes she'd have killed him.

Madam Seraphine, Best Friend. ( ● ♥ ♥ 🔒 ) Oliver’s Thoughts: "It's platonic." Starting as enemies immediately after they met, a series of events tugged them even further apart before ultimately ending with Sera becoming quite possibly the most important person in his life; standing as an equal with Nox, his lover and partner. Strain had been present between the two when she had initially changed, but their bond has grown all the stronger because of it. Similar to Kaelai, albeit with slight differences, Sera's very presence seems to bring both the lowest points from Oliver, and the highest. He trusts her, he confides in her, he loves her. He always will, no matter whether his path loops back around to Nox or brings him elsewhere. She is his black door.

Serris Le'omend, Mom the Gunlander. ( ● ♥ 🔒 ) Oliver’s Thoughts: "You're crazy, Serris. Perhaps that's why I enjoy talking to you, learning from you. Sometimes you remind me of Kaelai We're both a bit insane, aren't we?" Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Vestibulum viverra augue ut ex eleifend aliquet. Suspendisse eget lectus felis. Nullam varius fringilla metus, in suscipit justo consectetur a. Suspendisse placerat nunc eu vestibulum ornare. In at felis mattis, dapibus tortor ac, tempus justo. Nulla sit amet sem sed sem pretium imperdiet ut ac magna. Vestibulum non tempor ex, eget dictum enim. Ut vel efficitur odio, vitae luctus quam.

Uhko Tsurugi, Minion of Nox. ( SYMBOLS GO HERE ) Oliver’s Thoughts: "Quote goes here." Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Vestibulum viverra augue ut ex eleifend aliquet. Suspendisse eget lectus felis. Nullam varius fringilla metus, in suscipit justo consectetur a. Suspendisse placerat nunc eu vestibulum ornare. In at felis mattis, dapibus tortor ac, tempus justo. Nulla sit amet sem sed sem pretium imperdiet ut ac magna. Vestibulum non tempor ex, eget dictum enim. Ut vel efficitur odio, vitae luctus quam.

Sara Miller, What Even. ( SYMBOLS GO HERE ) Oliver’s Thoughts: "Quote goes here." Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Vestibulum viverra augue ut ex eleifend aliquet. Suspendisse eget lectus felis. Nullam varius fringilla metus, in suscipit justo consectetur a. Suspendisse placerat nunc eu vestibulum ornare. In at felis mattis, dapibus tortor ac, tempus justo. Nulla sit amet sem sed sem pretium imperdiet ut ac magna. Vestibulum non tempor ex, eget dictum enim. Ut vel efficitur odio, vitae luctus quam.

Doctor Ozerov, Mad Doctor. ( SYMBOLS GO HERE ) Oliver’s Thoughts: "Quote goes here." Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Vestibulum viverra augue ut ex eleifend aliquet. Suspendisse eget lectus felis. Nullam varius fringilla metus, in suscipit justo consectetur a. Suspendisse placerat nunc eu vestibulum ornare. In at felis mattis, dapibus tortor ac, tempus justo. Nulla sit amet sem sed sem pretium imperdiet ut ac magna. Vestibulum non tempor ex, eget dictum enim. Ut vel efficitur odio, vitae luctus quam.

Yogo Romlo, Mammet King. ( SYMBOLS GO HERE ) Oliver’s Thoughts: "Quote goes here." Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Vestibulum viverra augue ut ex eleifend aliquet. Suspendisse eget lectus felis. Nullam varius fringilla metus, in suscipit justo consectetur a. Suspendisse placerat nunc eu vestibulum ornare. In at felis mattis, dapibus tortor ac, tempus justo. Nulla sit amet sem sed sem pretium imperdiet ut ac magna. Vestibulum non tempor ex, eget dictum enim. Ut vel efficitur odio, vitae luctus quam.

Khaidai Moks, Secretive Brother. ( SYMBOLS GO HERE ) Oliver’s Thoughts: "Quote goes here." Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Vestibulum viverra augue ut ex eleifend aliquet. Suspendisse eget lectus felis. Nullam varius fringilla metus, in suscipit justo consectetur a. Suspendisse placerat nunc eu vestibulum ornare. In at felis mattis, dapibus tortor ac, tempus justo. Nulla sit amet sem sed sem pretium imperdiet ut ac magna. Vestibulum non tempor ex, eget dictum enim. Ut vel efficitur odio, vitae luctus quam.

Typhos Highwind, Proud Dragoon. ( SYMBOLS GO HERE ) Oliver’s Thoughts: "Quote goes here." Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Vestibulum viverra augue ut ex eleifend aliquet. Suspendisse eget lectus felis. Nullam varius fringilla metus, in suscipit justo consectetur a. Suspendisse placerat nunc eu vestibulum ornare. In at felis mattis, dapibus tortor ac, tempus justo. Nulla sit amet sem sed sem pretium imperdiet ut ac magna. Vestibulum non tempor ex, eget dictum enim. Ut vel efficitur odio, vitae luctus quam.

Lyngbakr Lyngwintsyn, Rage Roe. ( SYMBOLS GO HERE ) Oliver’s Thoughts: "Quote goes here." Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Vestibulum viverra augue ut ex eleifend aliquet. Suspendisse eget lectus felis. Nullam varius fringilla metus, in suscipit justo consectetur a. Suspendisse placerat nunc eu vestibulum ornare. In at felis mattis, dapibus tortor ac, tempus justo. Nulla sit amet sem sed sem pretium imperdiet ut ac magna. Vestibulum non tempor ex, eget dictum enim. Ut vel efficitur odio, vitae luctus quam.

RUMORS

N P C Some of these rumors are untrue, speculation, or are greatly exaggerated. ◢ Common Rumors - Easily overheard. Use these freely! ■ "That man? Don't take him seriously. He won't take you seriously."- Patron of the Wench. ■ "If he bites his lip around you, he either thinks you're cute or he's nervous. One of the two.. or both, actually." - Random Lady. ■ "Ollie? He tends to drift. 'eard he's got ties in all o' the cities, so ye can find 'em anywhere, but he always ends up back here." - Patron of the Wench. ◢ Uncommon Rumors - A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first! ■ "Es an up'ill battle for women without a tail. Can think of two tailless women I seen 'im talkin' to." - Lady of the Wench. ■ "Ollie? Known 'im since he came in as a kid. Bought out a room in Mizzenmast.. Well, rented for eighty years, paid for a bodyguard, then spent the rest o' his time here in the Wench. Still comes in from time to time, though.. He seems much more capable. Not quite the kid I knew." - Baderon of the Wench. ◢ Rare Rumors - Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using! ■ "Oliver Amaranth's the shy guy's name. Yeah, Oliver Amaranth, the bastard child of one of Ul'dah's Thaumaturges. Except there were rumors that she took a step further than just thaumaturgy." ■ "Al, Oliver called him. His best friend? He shot him right in the heart with an arrow! Imagine what he'd do to someone else!"

P C Feel free to add your own rumors to this section. ◢ Player Character Rumors - Some of these are more rare than others! ■ "We've... Had our rough times in the beginning. Shared our harsh and tender moments. I don't regret any of them..." She sighs, her tone being her daydream-like state. "O-- If I regret one thing with my time with him, it would be that I can't be what..." She stops then, humming in thought. "... I'm not the best friend he needs right now. Or could ever wish to be." She scoffs, rolling her eyes. "Fuck that guy." - Madam Seraphine ■ "Oi..Olivah. Tha lad be a odd bowl o nuts tha be fer sure. Though most o tha time, I see em moppin' 'bout as if someone broke 'is bow strings. Eithah way, always full o surprises tha one. When I think I got em down, 'e tosses meh a new wave. Somethin' fer sure. Wha tha somethin' is? No idea..but it be somethin'. Sweet lad though.." - Minox Moks

MUSIC

Pull the Curtain Artist: Sum 41 Context: Mental State (subject to change).

Hurt Artist: Nine Inch Nails Context: Reoccurring theme.

OOC NOTES

OOC INFORMATION Player Note Please realize that Oliver is a character, not me. Ollie's a massive asshole, I am not.. Okay, well maybe I am, but Oliver genuinely might mean harm in his words, whereas most of the time, I'm a nice guy. Personal RP Limits Words. ■ ■

CHARACTER TIDBITS Potential Plot Hooks Words ■ Tropes & Explanations A trope is a convention or device that is often found in creative works. In this case, the tropes below describe Oliver either in part, or as a whole. His background, personality, appearance, etc, most of them can be described in the tropes below. ■

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