L'aelwyn Sutorei
BIRTH NAME : L'aelwyn Onri Turrel
SEX : Female
RACE & CLAN : Miqo'te, Seeker/Keeper
AGE : Twenty
HEIGHT : 4 fulm, 7 ilm
BUILD : Hourglass, Petite, Lean
NAMEDAY : 1st Sun of the 4th Umbral Moon
PATRON DEITY : Byregot, the Builder
BIRTHPLACE : Sagolii Desert
CITIZENSHIP : Shirogane
COMPANY : Gijutsu Boeki Co.
MARITAL STATUS : Taken
ORIENTATION : Bisexual, hard male-lean
OCCUPATION : Magiteknician, Teknomancer
ALIGNMENT : Chaotic Neutral
Aelwyn Turrel-Sutorei ( Pronunciation: ale-win ), is all over the place- has been since the start.
With an affinity towards surgical and cybernetic magitek, the long proclaimed Scrap Cat of Mor Dhona has spent many years perfecting her craft, apprenticing under one of Garlemald's finest defects. With a natural talent for dance she took to burlesque rather easily, opening the doors of Gilded Pony as her first grand venture into adulthood, though the club came to a close due to her leaving to join the resistance in Othard two years later, aiding in the fight to liberate Doma and her people. Now back in Eorzea, Ael seeks to find her place in the world. This brought her to opening the doors of Gijutsu Boeki Co., a free company that specialises in the international trade and transport of the magitek goods that the company's own magiteknicians create.
Standing at 4fulm 7ilms, Ael is definitely on the smaller side for a Miqo'te woman. What she lacks in size, however, she makes up for in curls and fluff. Her hair, for examples, is huge if left untamed. Wild curls that frizz with the smallest hint of humidity are a naturally red colour, though her disdain for the colour has her dying it dark browns and blacks. Still, the red is never truly gone; there's simply too much hair to dye and red strands are constantly visible despite her best attempts. Much like her hair, the fur on her folded (Scottish Fold inspired) ears and large (Maine Coon inspired) tail both curls and fluffs up.
Aesthetically she could be considered 'cute' with her small stature and big, almond-shaped, steel-coloured eyes, though don't let her catch you calling her that. The response will either shut her down or turn her into one giant fluster blush. Her features are littered with freckles, not just on her face but over her arms, chest, and legs. Her bust, much to her displeasure, is rather ample- a strain on her back, especially for her size- and she has a backside to match it. She's curved but tight, her body obviously trained for some form of physical activity.
Being of both Keeper and Seeker genes, her cybernetic pupils react well to both day and night - to reflect how her organic eyes were prior to the surgical upgrade - and her teeth show a slight protrusion of fang. Her facial structure is somewhat heart-shaped, markings known to the Viper tribe bred into her cheeks- which sit with high cheekbones. Her make-up is heavy on eyeliner, though virtually clean faced everywhere else. Both her right arm (up to and including the shoulder) and her left leg (about two ilms beneath her knee) are magitek prosthetics, used for channeling aether to remove her need for a weapon. Her leg has a combat attachment as well, which increases speed and distance when propelling forward.
FACE CLAIM : Ashley Moore.
VOICE CLAIM : Melanie Martinez (Singer/Songwriter), with a slight feminine rasp. ( VERBAL SAMPLE -- SINGING SAMPLE ).
TATTOOS : NSFW, FOUND HERE
PIERCINGS : NSFW, FOUND HERE
CLOTHING : SOME NSFW, FOUND HERE
ART BY : SOME NSFW, FOUND HERE
Adrenaline Junkie. Introvert. Self Destructive. Throughout everything that has happened in Ael's life, she's become a bit paranoid in regards to people, though she is straight up when it comes to telling people that they've disrupted her flow or caused her discomfort. She seeks out the types of people that she knows are no good for her, looking for a way to... feel alive, so to speak. While she's capable of maintaining a professional persona when needs be, she's much more comfortable with those that she can be herself with. She dislikes pretenses, but understands that they're required of her to continue certain reputations that are important for business.
She is, however, kind to her friends and only wants what's best for them. That isn't to say that she goes out of her way to bend over backwards for them, but she'll offer aid where she thinks it'll be accepted. She's grown a bit... distant to some, unable to empathise with their issues, finding that they aren't taking advice and are falling back into old habits. While this upsets her, she doesn't know what to do- and thus does nothing. She's not programmed to be empathetic and she's found that sympathy offends more often than not; it's easier to avoid it all together, in her opinion.
Ael finds herself on the spectrum and suffers from PTSD and BPD.
- MAGITEK : Talk about magitek.
- DANCING : Talk about dancing.
- SOMETHING : Talk about something.
- SOMETHING ELSE : Talk about something else.
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- FAVORITE FOOD : Pizza. Chilli cheese pizza, specifically.
- FAVORITE DRINK : Cinnamon whiskey (Fireball).
- FAVORITE COLOR : White, rich browns, deep reds.
- FAVORITE ANIMAL : Canines, though she'll never admit it. She's specifically fond of the Canes Pugnaces that the Garleans breed.
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Ael's focus of combat stems from Black Magic, labeling herself as a Voidmancer first and foremost with other studies of magic following behind. While she previously had skill in archery, she no longer focuses on physical forms of combat, using a staff more for flair than anything really combat oriented. Despite having the staff, she doesn't use it to channel aether unless the spell is incredibly powerful, choosing instead to channel directly through her magitek arm and/or leg.
Ael's beginning was a fight for survival. A twin given to a much-too-small Keeper female by a much-too-large Seeker male, the vast majority of nutrients went to Ael's 'bigger half', her older-by-two-ticks brother Xali. Small, too small, there were doubts that the bundle of shocking red hair and tanned skin would make it more than a full sun. But she began life surprising them all as she not only survived but thrived in her small stature.
Early off the little Keeper/Seeker mix favoured her mother's curiosity of the world, that Sharlayan blood running through her veins and causing her to take an interest in the wrecked machines that the tribe's treasure hunters found scattered around the desert. While a Viper at heart, she never truly fit in, taking on a rather savant-like ability with machines from an early age, taking them apart and re-building them better than they had been.
Once Turrel retired, due to a concern for his health, Ael's mother was caught breeding with a Tia. She was ultimately shunned and, in retaliation for her mother's humiliation, Ael took it upon herself - at the ripe old age of six - to set fireworks off in the ruling Nunh's tent. This earned her a place with her mother, traded to the Shroud Wolves that the Sagolii Vipers did trade with.
An outcast, Ael spent the majority of her time with the Wolf Elder, the older woman seeing something in Ael that she'd later learn to call 'Echo'. Though it was a minor version, more personal, she'd later recognise that it gave her an advantage for her and her tribe. She spent her days practising with the Elder, learning archery, and collecting and building with the scrap she'd find around their camps.
Due to her mother still being of breeding age, she was taken in and eventually gave birth to a son by W'hul Nunh. Sam'il, the boy, was shunned by his and Ael's mother, as the woman never got over her love for the Viper Tia- who never came looking for her.
Several attempts on the child's life were made by their mother, causing Ael to take on the responsibility of guardianship over the boy. It wasn't until Ael's call to the Nunh's tent to speak of her 'becoming an adult' that Sam'il was left unsupervised long enough for their mother to do what she'd been trying since his birth.
Devastated, Ael left the tribe with the rise of the Calamity, taking to Mor Dhona with the rest of the refugees. Despite being only thirteen, she danced to entertain those that cared to watch, doing so for food or temporary shelter. It wasn't until she ran in with a bad crowd that her days of dancing turned into those of destruction.
Her love of scrap and building turned to explosives, her 'bug!tek' being used as distractions for robberies and horseplay. It was all fun and games- that is, until it wasn't anymore. A freak accident had one of her bombs spiralling out of control, landing among a Grand Company courier carriage. As provisions, documents, and ammunition went up in flames- so did her future.
There was much talk about what would happen with her, to her, but in the end, a man by the name of Geoff stepped in and claimed the teenager as his own. Fines were paid for, damages were worked off, and Ael began to work for the ex-Garlean engineer in a junkyard that he later gave to and named after her.
During her time with him she apprenticed beneath him, his knowledge of Garlean technology striking up a whole new interest in her. Focusing on cybernetics, Ael accompanied him during surgeries to implant enhancements into orphans. Some easy identifiable, if an orphan needed an arm or a leg, others not so much- a lung or liver, metal plates where bones should be, and things of the like.
They worked like this for five years until Geoff began to get sick. Day by day his health began to deteriorate until finally, he had to be placed on a medication neither of them could afford. Ael took up a second job at that, working at a club called Gilded Pony, a whorehouse one would sing about in sea shanties, she was sure.
Meeting another Garlean man, Nero, he took an interest in her ability to craft magitek and invited her to work alongside him at a company they built together - The Ebonbrand Teknoworks. There she created weaponry and armour, which they would give to monster hunters to test the quality of the pieces. Despite the fact that she didn't enjoy monster hunting, she was pleased to have the extra income.
It worked, for awhile. Since all she did was dance, she didn't make near as much as the other girls at the club and the money she was making from Ebonbrand was just enough to pay for Geoff's treatment. But... then he got worse, so when a chance encounter with a man by the name of J'aran Tia - who she later learned was truly named Aran Sutorei - came about, she was both eager and excited while agreeing to his business proposal.
Together they bought out Gilded Pony, taking it from a second-rate brothel on the seaside to a high-class burlesque club that become renowned throughout Eorzea for their amazing quality and beautifully put together performances. With all of her attention turned to Gilded Pony, she inevitably left Ebonbrand and Nero behind.
Various ups and downs stemmed from owning and running your own business, though the major issue Ael found was that- the more time she spent on the club, the less time she could spend on her tek. Aran, a Doman from Othard - and thus highly against tek in its entirety - felt that it was for the best.
A cycle or so into her knowing Aran she was brought into the folds of his true intentions, Moirae - a resistance cell that was displaced from Doma, trying to bolster interest on foreign soil. Ael joined, though she knew she was only doing it for Aran's benefit. She wanted to be with him, and that was only possible if they shared the same goal.
Many ill-fated encounters stemmed from her spending time with Aran, the worst being one by a man named Reinhard Brand. He took a special interest in Ael since she was both Aran's and young. He threatened to expose Aran and Moirae. In exchange for his silence, he demanded Ael- to which the deal was struck. In the end, Aran helped Ael to kill the man after a showdown at his place, though the death was never confirmed.
She spent time with Geoff shortly after, his old age and somewhat maintained sickness causing her to worry about his health. It was while she was there that he was attacked. Geoff and his Lalafell live-in nurse were murdered, Ael taken by Garlean forces. While she thought the attack was due to Moirae, it ended up being in relation to Geoff- knowledge she didn't have, and thus couldn't offer up.
Aran and a team of Moirae came for her and several other prisoners, though she'll never forget the dark days spent in the three-by-three cell. Nor what happened. What she heard. She dove into her work and into her relationship with Aran, attempting to build them both back up to get her mind off of the bad.
They married in the summer, just before her nameday, and spent a few moons excavating in Azyz Lla, travelling through Ishgard, and leaving the troubles of the world behind them. Though it was too good to last. No sooner than they returned did Aran get a summons to Othard, the leader of Moirae was needed to speak allegiance between the people.
Heavy hearted they parted ways, Aran leaving her with hollow promises of return and approval to see other people. Ael turned to a life of indulgence, turning to a career in adult modelling. It was around this time that she began to date her doctor (Julius), one of the manager's of the junkyard Geoff left to her (Quinn), and the owner of the magazine she modelled for (Arty).
Eventually, she shut the doors to Gilded Pony and began to focus her free time on her tek and training in Ninjitsu - which Aran had begun showing her prior to his leaving, and that her own people had a bastardised version of. It was her belief that if she became strong enough she'd be able to find her way across the sea and aid Aran in his quest to liberate his homeland.
Realising that she was driving everyone away, she eased up on the training and took to opening up a new shop - Scrap Cat's Customs - where she set up a mammot to sell her wares. Pouring much of her remaining resources into the shop she designed the TEKNICAT brand, products rangings from cybernetics to tablets that sync to your linkpearls that allows the user to send pictures and textual messages opposed to verbal ones. Despite the success of her shop she still felt the ache, missing Aran, and set her sights on Othard. During this time the Nunhs of the Viper Exiles within La Noscea agreed that, due to Ael's Seer abilities, she should be their Chief- a mantle to which she agreed, in order to bring modernisation and traditionalism and make them one within the tribe.
Sinking the last bit of her money, and pulling in every favour owed to her, she managed passage on a merchant ship to Kugane where she was held up for much longer than she ever cares to admit. It was by a stroke of luck, a member of Moirae on a supply run and spotting her dancing on the streets, that she was able to find her way to Doma- and thus Aran.
Her time spent on the resistance frontlines was long and tiresome, and not without heartbreak, but in the end, she came home with her husband and her brother - who showed up of his own volition a moon after she arrived - and they came home victorious. That's enough for her. With the battle behind her she's set her sights on establishing something stable. Like a family.
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