Fyrilsunn Fiandoensyn
Fyrilsunn Fiandoensyn | |
Gender | Male |
Race | Roegadyn |
Clan | Sea Wolf |
Citizenship | Limsa Lominsa |
Place of Birth | Limsa Lominsa |
Guardian | Byregot, the Builder |
Nameday | 16th Sun of the 4th Astral Moon |
Age | 36 |
Marital Status | Single |
Occupation | Adventurer |
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Character
- Fyrilsunn Fiandoensyn is quiet giant of a man, born and raised in Limsa Lominsa and most comfortable with ships and axes. A shipwright by trade and an adventurer by choice, he can often be seen either drinking or smashing things with his axe. Sometimes he's been seen doing both.
Appearance
- Fyrilsunn is a Sea Wolf Roegadyn of considerable size, standing at over seven and a half fulms tall with a broad, muscular build and stone-white skin. His salt and pepper hair is wavy and of medium length, and he sports a short beard. Typically he wears three diagonal stripes of blue-black face paint that roughly matches the color of his piercing, dark eyes. A long, thin scar runs across his left eye.
- In battle, he tends to wear uncolored heavy armor, wielding his signature weapon, the axe Skoenstyrm. He has also been known to wear his old Maelstrom uniform into battle for visibility. Outside of battle, he favors comfortable, red clothes, eschewing overly formal wear.
Behaviour
- Fyrilsunn is a man of few words, and those few words are often blunt, to the point of being too honest. He doesn't skirt around issues. However, he usually won't be the one to initially confront someone about an issue unless he must. While he isn't a very open person emotionally, and is private about his personal life, he loves to talk and share stories over drinks. He's intensely loyal to his companions; the smaller they are, the more protective he tends to be. When it comes to conflict resolution, he won't hesitate to raise his voice or even get physical if the situation escalates. However, despite his lack of tact, he's actually somewhat perceptive and sensitive to the emotions of others.
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Relationships
- ♥ Romantic Interest ♥ Sexual Desire ♥ Platonic Love ● Good Standing ● Neutral Standing ● Poor Standing
● Emilienoix Bellegarde : Fyrilsunn greatly dislikes this elezen. He's fine with the fact that he's a thief by trade. He's fine with the fact that he's rude and condescending at times. He's fine with the fact that he apparently has no remorse for his past actions. What he dislikes is that the man cares not a whit for anyone but himself. He hasn't seen Emil conduct an act of kindness, unless it in some way furthered his own fame or fortune. As a result, Fyrilsunn doesn't trust him any further than he can throw him (Perhaps a bad analogy.), fearing he will turn on the lot of them if the moment seems right.
● Ghenta Hellbrand Fyril isn't certain what to think of this lass. She's rude, crude, and by all accounts has a mean streak a malm wide. But she's proven to be helpful, so long as you ask the right way. Usually involving booze. |
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History/Timeline
- Fyrilsunn was born in Limsa Lominsa in 1543 to Fiandoen Loetrammsyn, a shipwright, and Fraeswys Hezzerfyrwyn. He spent his childhood and teenage years apprenticed to his father, developing a proficiency in carpentry and a fondness for axe-swinging. In his early childhood, he would also spend time with his grandfather Loetramm in his forge. His family was not particularly well off, almost exclusively fishing and hunting for sustenance.
- In 1562, when the Garlean Empire began its invasion of Eorzea, Fyrilsunn joined the Maelstrom at the age of 19, where he served its navy as a privateer on the ship Nebbronth, starting out as a ship repairman and maintenance worker.
- In 1564, his father was slain in a Sahagin skirmish. This event deeply affected him, and marked the beginning of his perpetual drinking habit.
- The Nebbronth was one of several ships in its fleet destroyed during the Calamity in 1572. Fyrilsunn subsequently turned his gaze inland and applied his combat training to adventuring and mercenary work. He spent most of his days going out to perform leves, and most of his nights drinking away what little coin he had earned. This is how things whent, untill the day he met Shoshopu. Her perpetual cheerfulness and nonstop stream of questions proved a valuable distraction, allowing him to pull himself out of the rut he had been digging for the past four years. He still drinks a lot, but nowhere close to the point he used to, all thanks to the little lalafell.
Footnotes
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Alignment: True Neutral
Name Etymology: "Lost Sun, Son of Fiandoen", or, literally, "Lost Sun, Son of the Enemy Thunder"
Nicknames: Fyril, though he prefers not to be introduced by this name, or called this by acquaintances. He's only comfortable being called this by those he is close to.