User:Illustdays
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■ Gender Female ■ Age 23 ■ Marital Status Single |
■ Patron Deity... Nymeia, the Spinner ■ Height & Physique... 5’8” | Athletic ■ Alignment Nuetral |
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Reproachful and temperamental, Feine is oft revered from afar. A preference for solitude is welcomingly cast asunder for his familial caravan but few others have come to glean the warmth that dwells within him. A kindness fiercely safeguarded behind an unrepentant demeanor. Rare are those the vagabond would call upon as trusted, and the many exempt are oftentimes received with blatant derision and eloquent witticism. It’s the only language he seems to speak when in the presence of strangers. This usually alludes to the misconception that Feine is egotistical, but it is betrayal that has wrought a wary and therefore apathetic façade.
Despite this wintry pretense, those capable of vigilance and worthy of credence may come to know a gentler Feine whose loyalty is incorruptible, and unconditional—a lifelong friend.
Seekers of the Sun have always been renowned for their physical capabilities; they are the pinnacle of dexterity and strength, and excel in most areas of somatic activity—with a few exceptions. Feine is not one of those exceptions. He is a creature woven of lithe athleticism and elegant prowess, with a physique that conveys no less. Relatively tall of stature compared to others of his ilk, this subtly tanned Seeker stands at just over five-fulms and eight-ilms. Faceted by honed and agile muscle, with several discrete scars scattered along a taut torso.
One particularly noticeable scar sits diagonal between a pale brow and shockingly vibrant eyes. Droplets of peridot and turquoise framed by sooty lashes, and the silken descent of an alabaster mane. Contrast to a snowy allure are also naturally black pigmented nails kept neatly trimmed. He moves with a practiced and consciously soundless stride where permitted by terrain, and is oftentimes described as prowling. Everything about Feine bespeaks of a languid albeit confident feline, one that can be misleadingly complacent upon first glance. Do not forget that you’re in the presence of a hunter and when provoked, appearances can be most deceiving.
This lackadaisical leonine is not tame.
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noun: Grim Reaper; plural noun: Grim Reapers
A personification of death in the form of a cloaked skeleton wielding a large scythe.
envies and scorns. Where bitter seeds are sown and left to fester ‘til their fullest bloom. Such is the Reaper, born by the cruelty
and avarice of misfortune. The part of myself given sentience by darkness, and one might
argue the better half. I’ve nurtured the sinful roots taken residence within and
bled a heart of all compassion.”
— The Reaper
Was the name of a fabled monster, whispered upon the lips of superstitious scallywags and navigators. A fairytale murmured by shoddy captains and sailors alike, for it prophesized an ill omen upon Limsa Lominsa. They spoke of an enshadowed being that wrought death in his wake, slaughtered senselessly and mercilessly. The rumors were true. It began with the disappearance of an old woman, a caretaker and a mother to a boy estranged from an abusive family—Senna, the kind and star-blessed witch, lost to him in the abyss of the Void. Another sown seed of anguish added to a flourishing garden of deception and betrayal, and inconsolable hatred for the world. Alone again, Feine nurtured an unkind fate and steadily surrendered to an inherent darkness. He vowed to reclaim Senna from its deepest embrace and willingly condemned himself to such an end.
...But she too betrayed him.
Touched by the Darkness, two vibrant souls were overcome and lost... and only The Reaper persevered to recite the solemn tale. Tainted by the Void, the creature that had become him thirsted only for macabre and destruction; and it was thus that led to the eventuality of a captained ship. The Danse Macabre. A haunted vessel of voidsent make, blacker than the midnight she commanded and rumored to prey upon the masquerades hosted beneath her gothic grandeur. To feast on unsuspecting guests and nourish those devoid of the light, the aether.
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Some of these rumors are untrue or are exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under the PC category! ◢ Common Rumors - Easily overheard. Use these freely!
◢ Uncommon Rumors - A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first!
◢ Rare Rumors - Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using!
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. ◢ Player Character Rumors - Feel free to add rumors of your own!
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Thank you all for letting me use/alter your codes. Please remember to link back when using this wiki.
- ■ Template was created by Bancroft Gairn.
- ■ Adapted by Xheja Rajhera.
- ■ Tabs by Unnamed Mercenary.
- ■ Expanded bits and relationship color keys by Lucaell Tareth'eian.
- ■ Relationships picture idea by Rihxo Matoi.
- ■ Music and OOC note by Glioca Sargonnai.
- ■ Mash-up by D'lyhhia Lhuil.
- ■ More wee edits by Xeiz Feine.







