Julian Rin
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Julian Rin There is something cold in the eyes of this Keeper. Julian is a small Miqo’te with a strong Napoleon Complex*. He is often covered in heavy fabrics and keeps his back straight, chin high, and despite his short stature, has a way of looking down on those around him. His words are often cutting, perhaps even cruel, and his sense of empathy verges on sociopathic. Given the hue of his dusky skin and the paleness of his eyes, there is no doubt about his Keeper origins, though unlike most of his kin he shows little respect towards his tribal heritage and has gone so far as to abandon his birthname. Perhaps one of the more offsetting features separating Julian from his fellow Keepers (and Miqo’te in general) is his elevated speech patterns and his firm grasp on vocabulary. He seems very obviously well-educated and has little tolerance for those who are not. *Napoleon Complex: A term describing a theoretical condition occurring in people of short stature. It is characterized by overly-aggressive or domineering social behavior, and carries the implication that such behavior is compensatory for the subject's stature. I realize that this is a real-world term, but I couldn’t think of an appropriate Eorzean alternative.
Perhaps the most notable feature that someone is likely to find for Julian is his height. Even for a Miqo’te, he is very short and some may even describe him as scrawny. He stands at a staggering five fulmes, two ilms (5’ 2” / 157 centimeters), putting him even shorter than most females. His body-shape is not as immediately visible, though easily insinuated. He is always found wearing heavy cloth that covers him from at least the neck down, though the shape of the cloth dons no visible definition, leading one to believe that Julian has little natural muscle mass or body fat. His hands are covered in gloves that often go up to his elbows, and boots that stretch up to his knees. His skin is a dusky tone, a tease between blue and gray that seems to change with the lighting. Those who are able to get close enough might be able to note that his skin has a very fine layer of fur (like peach fuzz) that, much like any hair or fur, darkens when it gets wet. The fur of his ears and tail are undeniably black, though the fur is coarser than one might think, and the Miqo’te can be very irritable if touched without permission. His tail is long, much like most Keepers, however it is uncharacteristically stiff and seems only capable of basic movement, never curling. On rare occasion, one might see the man with his gloves off. They will find that the Miqo’te has no claws or nails, in fact his fingers have all been cut down to the first knuckle (including thumbs). It can be assumed that this makes many day-to-day activities very difficult, and it is easier to understand why he wears gloves. Furthermore, when he speaks or most notably when he bares his fangs (often a display of aggression) one can easily see that his fangs are made of silver (implants).
Beaten. Kicked. Never Broken. Many people would be of the idea that Julian is not someone they want to spend much time around. On the most obvious levels, the Miqo’te displays classist, sexist, and narcissistic attitudes towards those around him. He has little to no patience or tolerance to those he deems ‘beneath’ him and his level of empathy verges on sociopathic. Put simply, Julian is an asshole who seems to think far too highly of himself, and far too little of those around him. He shows a very strong and obvious dislike for women, especially ‘strong’ women. A closer eye or a patient soul may, however, see past some of the bluster and malice. Julian will never cow to anyone, no matter their social status, rank, or physical imposition against him. He never backs down from a challenge, even if he is sure to lose, and puts his all into everything he does. When he sets his mind to a task or a goal, he will more likely work himself to death than not see it through to finish. He is a heavily determined soul under the guise of a workaholic, though perhaps even that isn’t quite right… Though he never shows fear, at least not in expression or voice, one might find that his actions speak louder. Everything he does must be perfect, and is held to ridiculously high standards that often only he sets for himself. Failure is never an option. He seems to have little concern for his own wellbeing when in the throes of a project or desired goal. Even upon completion, however, it is never good enough, and if given the opportunity he will nitpick his own work until he sets his mind to redoing the whole thing. He has a strong aversion to being touched, especially without his permission. This is magnified considerably for women, often to the point of lashing out towards them. This behavior is entirely instinctual, and often results in hissing, snarling, swiping, or swinging at anyone who tries to touch him. Be warned that attempts to hug, shake hands, or pet, may result in a character being hurt.
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