: '''<font color="#5971a5">SWORDSMAN.</font>''' Ruran carries a simple, trusty longsword, and he knows how to use it. This may sometimes be exchanged for a pair of daggers, but only when called upon for certain situations. He attacks with quick strikes and can afford to be at least a little reckless when encased in metal plates, though he tries not to be hit at all.
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: '''<font color="#5971a5">THE BLESSING OF AZEYMA.</font>''' A strange aura empowers Ruran, imbuing him with holy energy and granting him unnatural abilities such as augmented magical attacks and minor short-distance teleportation. However, this power is mostly out of his control in his current state, and it will quickly exhaust him if used too often.
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: '''<font color="#5971a5">BROKEN MIND.</font>''' Certain loud noises and the presence of explosions may cause the man to flinch, sometimes even making him to seize up...or his mind may retreat into a temporary coma. He avoids these situations whenever possible.
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Revision as of 17:14, 12 August 2016
This profile is under heavy construction. Please excuse the WIPs!
RESIDENCE: Drifting. Currently at an inn in the Thanalans.
OCCUPATION: Artifact Hunter & Voidsent Slayer
APPEARANCE
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FIRST IMPRESSION. Though rare for Ruran to stand tall and confident, his maximum height appears to be around 5’11”. The sword at his side indicates that he has the strength to wield it, but being encased in armor and donned with a mask makes it difficult to get an accurate read on his body structure or expression.
Pale, almost white, hair hangs down to his shoulders, slightly unkempt and rarely pulled back. Fair skin, with perhaps a bit of blonde stubble, and blue-green eyes can be seen behind his wooden (sometimes metal) white mask.
It has been said that he can appear intimidating, with most of his appearance hidden save for intense eyes that are often far too serious or solemn. He seems to be carrying quite a heavy burden, an aura of sobriety following him wherever he goes, which makes his shoulders sag and eyes grow heavy.
Lately, a white chocobo (named Tathas) has been in Ruran’s company. Still gaining its trust and caring for its wounds, the man does not yet take the bird to join him on adventures, but perhaps one day. Until then, Ruran is finding some peace in having a friend to care for.
CLOTHES. Ruran exemplifies simplicity and practicality. He does not often wear colors, instead choosing to stay limited in white, black, and any shade between. He wears no jewelry or anything that would indicate a penchant for finer things.
His armor is fitted and light, a personal preference for the knight over heavy and ornate. It has seen its share of use—dents, dirt, and scratches mar the metal plates. But for the most part, Ruran keeps care of it, taking it to local smiths for regular repairs and maintenance.
While he is most often seen in his suit of armor, he does own a few other articles for comfort. Sturdy boots, loose cotton slacks, and a gray tunic is not uncommon for the man during his downtime, though the mask remains.
SCARS. None that can be seen. Even stripped of his armor, the man’s skin is oddly devoid of battle scars and birthmarks. Newly formed callouses line his hands and feet, but aside from that? Unblemished to an odd degree.
SOMBER. Ruran remembers the last time he smiled. It was far too long ago. Since then, only something akin to good-naturedness has flickered across his eyes, but none have yet to see a spark of pure joy, let alone a bright grin. Nevertheless, his seriousness does not mean coldness, and there is a quiet caring in his actions, even if his expression does not show it. Ruran is a broken man, which becomes more evident when reminded of certain things.
DUTY-BOUND. Whatever Ruran considers to be his path, he pursues it relentlessly, as one who knows of nothing else. Any pain of his past is pushed aside by mention of the duty he must fulfill. It seems to be the one thing keeping him going, even at the expense of his well-being…and his sanity.
ALTRUISTIC. Perhaps to a fault, Ruran trusts easily and assists whenever possible. He tends to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, and he reserves judgment until his trust is broken. He does not judge on appearances, but instead by actions. ...Sometimes multiple actions.
QUIET. Ruran is a thinker, and his thoughts often pull him inward, leaving the man sitting in a crowded tavern or social outing and completely oblivious to his surroundings. However, Ruran does not enjoy speaking his thoughts; he will give polite answers and apologies to those who catch him in a daze. The longer an average day wears on, the more quiet he becomes, until he slips silently into a rented inn room and does not leave until morning.
QUIRKS:
• Very wary of explosives and firearms. May mentally break down if fired too close to him.
• Likewise, he also has certain trigger words that inflict him with PTSD-like symptoms: flashbacks, paranoia, trembling, etc.
• Adjusts his mask if feeling anxious or insecure, a comfort object of sorts.
• Prefers absolute privacy when attempting to sleep. May feel too paranoid if out in the open.
• Knows much about engineering, but refrains from speaking about it and possesses no items that would link him to such a field.
SWORDSMAN. Ruran carries a simple, trusty longsword, and he knows how to use it. This may sometimes be exchanged for a pair of daggers, but only when called upon for certain situations. He attacks with quick strikes and can afford to be at least a little reckless when encased in metal plates, though he tries not to be hit at all.
THE BLESSING OF AZEYMA. A strange aura empowers Ruran, imbuing him with holy energy and granting him unnatural abilities such as augmented magical attacks and minor short-distance teleportation. However, this power is mostly out of his control in his current state, and it will quickly exhaust him if used too often.
STRENGTHS & RESISTANCES
UNBENDING. Ruran does not go down easily, determined to live until he is physically unable to stand, and sometimes beyond.
BASTION. Clad in armor and sometimes with a shield, it can be difficult to land a lethal hit on the knight. Also, despite his languid posture, he is surprisingly quick on his feet and is able to close the distance with surprising (and perhaps even terrifying) swiftness.
ARI'DORAM. A powerful force protects Ruran. It often shoves the man to push past his typical capabilities, and wards against those who would seek to harm his soul or mind.
• Note: Highly resistant to most mind-manipulation, such as sleep and charm. He is also immune to void/dark-aspected effects.
WEAKNESSES
AETHERICAL INSTABILITY. While Ruran has the potential for magic, he struggles to control it. Perhaps because his mind is constantly unsettled, or he simply not strong enough, he cannot depend on the inconsistency of these abilities. On more than one occasion, it has acted without his knowing or not responded when he needed it, causing more harm than good.
RELUCTANCE. Behind every swing of his sword is a man who wishes he had another choice. Guilt and hesitance plague him, and his resolve can be shaken if approached the correct way.
BROKEN MIND. Certain loud noises and the presence of explosions may cause the man to flinch, sometimes even making him to seize up...or his mind may retreat into a temporary coma. He avoids these situations whenever possible.
RUMORS
COMMON (FREQUENTLY HEARD)
◆ “Eh, who? ‘Ruin’? … A blonde armored guy in a mask? Name don’t sound familiar, but I did see someone matchin’ that description passin’ by the gate the other day. Don’t know where he was goin’, but ‘e didn’t seem in any hurry.” - Rug Merchant, Scorpion Crossing
◆ “Ruran… He’s staying at the inn over there, right? —Oh, he’s not there anymore? Hm, I wonder where he went…” - Observant Busybody, The Mist
◆ “Oh, I ran into a man of that description on the street. Quite literally, much to my embarrassment. The mask was unsettling, but he seemed nice enough. He helped me up, then bowed and apologized, even though it was my fault…” - Clumsy Shopper, Sapphire Avenue
UNCOMMON (INFREQUENTLY HEARD, REQUIRES SPECIFIC DIGGING TO DISCOVER)
◆ “Mm, he came in here asking if there’d been any trouble, and if he could help. I told him there’s always trouble with the beastmen, but he didn’t seem interested in that kind of work. He was polite and professional though. I’ll hire him if something else comes up.” - Innkeeper, Camp Drybone
◆ “Yeah, I know ‘im. Mister Vas came into my shop, wantin’ his armor repaired. Had a big ol’ scratch on the front, like somethin’ clawed ‘im. Didn’t look like no animal I’d ever seen, so I asked ‘bout it. Said it was from a voidsent. Would call ‘im a fool for seekin’ out that kind of trouble, but it got me some coin, so I can’t judge, hahah!” - Blacksmith, Moraby Drydocks
◆ “Hmm? Oh! Er—yes! I remember he came in here a few weeks ago. He wanted information on…Sil’dih? And books on soulstones, and voidsent, and the Twelve, and geography… All kinds of topics! I asked him what he could possibly want all this research for, and he…looked kinda sad. I mean, at least as far as I could tell, with that mask and all.” - Cheerful Librarian, Arrzaneth Ossuary
RARE (NEARLY UNHEARD, REQUIRES OOC PERMISSION)
◆ “Ruran Vas… A mysterious man, a mysterious past, but not so difficult to read. Watch his eyes, for they speak tomes: he is seeking redemption. But I fear he is so dogged in his pursuit of atonement and to protect those he loves, that he…may very well destroy himself in the process.” - Cloaked Woman, Little Ala Mhigo
◆ “I think ‘e’s sick, ‘cuz I saw ‘im run into an alley, ’n he was stumblin’ ‘round like ‘e was ‘bout to fall over. ‘E looked at me, but I’mma good ‘ider. ‘Is eyes were like…like tiny lil' suns!” - Curious Child, The Goblet
◆ “Oh, Ruran, aye! Me ’n ‘im got shite-faced together, but ‘e can’t ‘old ‘is booze too good. ‘Fore I knew it, ‘e was leanin’ on me, sobbin’ buckets ’n tellin’ me ‘ow much ‘e missed ‘is family and wanted to go 'ome. Ramblin’ ‘bout lilies or somethin’, and questionin’ ‘is existence ’n all. Eh—don’t tell ‘im I told you though, sounds like the poor sod’s got ‘nough troubles as it is.” - Boisterous Miner, Vesper Bay
PC RUMORS (ADD YOUR OWN)
◆ "Ruran Vas... A knight if I ever saw one, dressed all in white with shining sword. But burdened, heavily so. You can see it in his eyes and hear it in his words. There is much I would do to see him smile, just once." - Mae Rosenthal
◆ "The man cares more than he'll ever show. It's just in his nature... it always has been." - Cyrus Chambers
◆ "His face? Aye, I've seen it. S'why he needs to wear the mask, 'cause if ye 'ave the face o' a god, it's necessary in order to walk among us mortals. Under tha' mask tho' is me reason fer singin'. An' he always gives me an ear, even iffin' the singin's mediocre...wish he'd invite me back to his room. " - Sephora Sirenas
◆ "Ghost either goes to a lot of childrens parties or he really doesn't like to share his face, if he has one. I'm gonna go out on a limb and guess it's the latter. He should probably realize though that no matter what kind or lack of face he has people won't really care, in the end. Yeah, because it's the inside that counts, and it's all nice and mushy, like the rest of us. Hmmm, I guess he might be missing a nose though. I've after all seen the lower parts of his face. A person without a nose would be sort of weird, but not as weird as the mask he carries. No matter! I like the guy, he needs to smile more!" - Xivrez'to Ithaka
◆ "Stare long enough into his armour, and slowly a rather lovely butt shall appear. Like magic, truly." - Mae Rosenthal
☀ Significant Other | ♥ Romantic Interest | ♫ Trusted | ☠ Deceased | ? Uncertain | ★ NPC ● Positive Standing | ● Neutral Standing | ● Negative Standing Alphabetical according to color and icon.
FAMILY
**MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS**
●☀♥★ Lily Rinannis (Wife)
"My light, my only," he calls her. She was everything to him, saved him in more ways than one, and she is one of the few reasons Ruran fights as hard as he does.
●★ Ado, Mikh’a, & Elonwea Rinannis (Children)
Two adopted, and one of his own blood, Ruran loves his children more than he can express. He grieves that he cannot be a part of their lives as they grow. He hopes they will remember him. However, his daughter—'Ellie'—is so young that he does not expect her to even remember his face...
●★ Olli & Bubby (Honorary)
A chipper mammet-hearted magitek bit and a serious little mammet with a few dents, Olli and Bubby are the Rinannis family's tiny protectors. Loyal and curious, they help however they can, including being playmates for the children. Ruran knows Olli would return to him...but the knight has chosen to leave the bit behind, for his family's sake.
●☠★ Graeme & Nadia Rinannis (Parents)
His loving parents, who are no more. Graeme was a large man and kind-hearted angler; Nadia was a meek and lovely seamstress, though she became small and fragile from a disease early in Ruran's childhood. He thinks of them fondly, but also with great remorse.
● Romimo Romi (Guardian)
Ruran has known Romi all of his life; she was always part of his family, to do what his crippled mother could not. She is a wise and caring lalafell, who taught Ruran most of what he knows, and spurred a curiosity and wonder in him that drove him to become the kind man he is at his core.
Ruran shows nothing but contempt for this 'man', if he can still call himself that. After several attacks and threats, he has no tolerance for Auric, refusing to call him his brother, and festering a rare hatred within the knight. If push came to shove, Ruran would not hesitate to take him down.
One of Ruran’s oldest and most trusted friends. The mage is enigmatic and distant most of the time, but Ruran would never question his loyalty. The two have had some rocky footing lately, with Cyrus’s aloofness not meshing well with Ruran’s grief, but they are making strides to work through it.
●♫ Kylian ‘Kuyoh’ Noudenet
A strange little miqo’te cartographer whose chipper personality is something that Ruran appreciates. She claims that she owes him for helping her, but the knight is simply grateful for her safety, and that she was willing to help cart his unconscious body to safety.
A healer from Ishgard who Ruran met while traveling. Her gentleness, mirth, and clear concern for others puts him at ease, and he has slowly come to learn to trust her. Ruran feels in her debt, as she has helped him in many ways with her healing abilities. He remains uncertain how to repay her kindness.
A mischievous bard who unabashedly flirts with the sheepish knight every chance she gets. But behind her teasings, he has found someone in whom he can confide; each has shared one another’s greatest secret and sworn to keep them. She often plays at the inn he frequents, which he greatly enjoys.
Ruran has known this miqo’te for quite a while, though Xiv doesn’t know it yet (as far as he's aware). Concerning Xiv, Ruran is faced with a decision he knows he must make, before it is made for him. Even so, the masked man enjoys Xiv’s company, and has found a good sparring partner in him as well.
● Esme Volari
A midlander who works at Summerford Farms. She took care of Ruran while he was injured, and he feels indebted to her. He owes the young woman a bottle of wine and a proper visit.
● Keimo Sorata
Though stammering and a little clumsy, Ruran thinks very highly of this Doman physician. He not only healed Ruran's wound, he expelled the poison that undoubtedly would have kept him bedridden for days otherwise.
● Kerai Chujitsuna
A young, mysterious raen that Ruran met at an inn. The two seem to have quite a bit in common, from losing their family, to their shared thoughtful silences, to their pale visages. A pair of ghosts.
● Temame Kajiya
Though at first wary in the raen's presence, Ruran has grown used to being in the company of Temame. She is kind and hopeful, and thankfully not quite observant enough to recognize him through his mask.
A pleasant Doman woman who has bumped into Ruran a time or two. She seems interested in his work, and he is slowly learning more about her, though he quietly hopes she does not do the same.
●★ Ari’doram
A name selectively uttered on Ruran's lips, though it always seems to be in reference to the glowing light at his chest.
●★ Tathas
Ruran saved this chocobo from its previous abusive owners. Dirty and wounded, Tathas is being tended by Ruran, who has found new friendship with the timid bird.
Having only met this Highlander once a long time ago, and having shared a table recently, Ruran can't say much concerning Gunnar. He seems passionate about fighting Garlemald, and Ruran can appreciate that type of fire.
● Lauriel Speravi
Ruran has only met this woman once, in an investigation of a murder scene. He knows little about her, except that she is from Gridania, is a healer, and holds herself well.
● Narcisseoix Valliere
A recent business partner, Ruran has agreed to give artifacts found in his travels to this elezen, in exchange that they do not fall into the wrong hands. What comes of it, and whether Ruran can truly trust the man, remains to be seen.
●★ Talamh Ovagne
A mysterious woman; a name rarely heard, and seen even less.
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