L'oki Wulfskar
| L'oki Wulfskar | |
 "In the end, it will either be him or me." | |
| Gender | Male |
| Race | Miqo'te |
| Clan | Keeper of the Moon raised by Lohengarde |
| Citizenship | Nomadic |
| Age | 26 |
| Height | 5'7" |
| Weight | ??? |
| Profession | Spy/Escort |
| Patron Deity | Rhalgr |
| Server | Balmung |
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Appearance
L'oki Wulfskar stands tall for a Miqo'te at 5'7", ears perked at a even 6'0". His body is athletic and scarred from various battles. He bears a deep scar through his right eye which seems to glow a deep purple/red, contrasting his light blue left eye. He has a strong, broad features for a Keeper, and a tuft of fur beginning to cover his chin and jaw. His fur is ticked, showing mostly a dark blue with bits of red showing mostly around his eyes. L'oki always bears his favorite red face-paint, an homage to both his adopted family and his own kin. *since going blind, his left blue eye looks as though a purple/red infection is slowly surrounding the outer edge of the light blue*
History
L'oki was very young when his tribe began venturing further and further from their lands, following prey that began migrating almost too far for them to follow. L'oki himself, unfamiliar to the newer surroundings, found himself surrounded by terrifying beasts. By the time his clan found him, he had lost his right eye completely, laying in a stream with Wolf fur in his hands. Bad luck seemed to follow the clan until the Matriarch grew suddenly ill. At first it seemed a blessing when another tribe happened upon them, offering food and safety. It wasn't too long before the Matriarch passed away from her odd sickness, that the clan began following the requests of these seemingly benevolent brethren, eventually deciding to merge clans under the rule of their leader. The old, grey-haired female Keeper seemed so kind and sweet, no one noticed how differently everyone who had 'consult' with her had changed. On one particular evening the Old Keeper decreed all the sons be brought to a special place, the ruins of an great and lost city, Amdapor. Here no one from either clans objected as they tossed the young boys into the darkness, no one flinched an inch at the cries of fear and pain. L'oki was weak, even for a sacrifice, but was tossed in right before the darkness closed, seeming sated. L'oki Remembers waking to a terrifying sight, the primal known as Diabolos looked down upon him with intrigue before offering the weak keeper boy a deal. His life spared, his eye restored, and in return L'oki would become a tool, the eye outside the realm of this Dark King. L'oki agreed without hesitation, fixated on the pain and suffering of his clan, the death of his mother, and the betrayal from his own kin. When L'oki awoke he found himself in a land full of fire and heat, laying in the back of a cart headed straight for the volcanoes of Alabathia's Spine. The traveling Lohengarde (Hellsguard) had found L'oki on the road during his travels, remembering the aid a keeper healer once gave his brethren. He took the young Miqo'te into his care, allowing the boy's affinity for the moon and magical arts grow on it's own. L'oki never really felt out of place amongst his adopted family, finding a odd sense of honor in his work as he helped aid against the dead things coming from the fiery pits. He grew fond of his new tribe, and became obsessed with study and practice to ensure he could keep them safe. They named him 'Wulfskar' for the obvious reason, and treated him like a fellow Hellsguard. Life seemed well, full of entertainment and adventure, the only thing L'oki would worry about were the dreams. A sight into lands far away, where his old clan now hunt. L'oki dreamt and saw them becoming twisted, corrupted by the darkness he had hoped never to know again. The visions intensified becoming too much to ignore, he knew he had to leave his new family, he had to go back. After years from his clans territory, he returned to the familiar forests and cliffs, tracking their movements, always a day behind, always finding a more gruesome scene in their wake. On a night that seemed too familiar for comfort, he finally caught up to them, watching them from atop a cliff, being very careful not to be seen. A Thunderous, cold voice filled his mind, and as he held his ears in pain, L'oki's eyes turned down to see a rage take over the Keeper's below. L'oki sat paralyzed, watching them ripping each other apart, tearing, clawing, eating... The voice eventually subsided, the last words ringing in L'oki's ears, "What I give, I can take back, I can take from you, Everything..." Looking down to see see if any of his kin had survived the carnage, he saw only the old Keeper woman, smiling while surrounded by his dead family. That night he had never been more silent, had never been so quick, and never so ruthless. His senses never so intent on a kill before he waited for her to get too close to the shadows of the trees. L'oki walked from the site of carnage with blood on his hands, silencing the old lady's tongue before she could even ask, "Who's there?" L'oki now wanders Eorzea, taking whatever mindless tasks he can find to keep his mind busy. After some time trying to ignore the cold dark commands from inside his mind, his vision has started to fail. The color in the deep purple seems to be corrupting his other eye, and soon L'oki expects to be completely blind.
Personality
L'oki is usually friendly to most, however his intentions may never be what they seem. Losing his vision is making him a little more cranky than usual, but don't mind his manners if he doesn't look at you when addressing you, He's just busy trying to use the best out of his other senses. As a keeper he has a weakness for strong women, and a innate contempt for male seekers. Spite this he found lucrative employment as an 'escort' of sorts and has grown greedy, willing to compromise for a decent enough offer. Mostly a way of ignoring his current woes, he'll deal with men if the Gil is good, but his preference and heart lies with the 'fairer' sex.
Affiliations
Ta'avaline Kihl- acquaintance and secret crush
