Arik Reginleif

Arik Reginleif
Gender	Male
Race	Au Ra
Clan	Xaela
Citizenship	Unaffiliated
Age	24
Height	6 feet, 10 inches
Profession	Freelance Mercenary / Investigations
Patron Deity	Thaliak
Server	Balmung

Arikensi (Arik) Reginleif is an Au Ra man, native to Ishgard. He has no Auri tribe, hence the strange surname as his parents were peasants in Ishgard. He believes his father chose the name, but has no instance as to why. He knows almost nothing of Au Ra traditions thus has been frowned upon by many of his fellow Auri. Although he does not consider it his home, he was still born and lived most of his life within the Ishgardian walls. He is very much now a nomad, with skills in dagger play, stealth, and also Mundras. He has learned much from the Shinobi of Doma, a group he met after putting his lot in with the Rogue's Guild of Limsa Lominsa. Although he almost always uses these skills in combat, he in no way follows the lifestyle and beliefs of the traditional Shinobi of Doma. Arik can at first be a very walled off soul, rarely speaking of himself or his past, and prefers to learn more about others first. He has wandered Eorzea for years and tries to avoid settling down, as commitment quite frankly..frightens him. He does not have many possessions, but those he does have he cherishes greatly; most importantly being a small leather-bound book, a golden inlaid ring with a small emerald affixed atop, and his pair of daggers, Antare and Aldebar. He has done a variety of work in Eorzea, from Mining, to Leather-working, Mercenary jobs, and even once was employed by the Brass Blades of Ul'dah, although that ended rather quickly. To this day he can most likely be found in the Inns and bars of any of the three City-States gathering information on his father, although not many know this fact.

Appearance

Arik is of slender build, with some muscle tone. Very angular features, especially in the face. He has dark brown skin, black scales that of the traditional Xaela, and bright green eyes. He was born without Limbal Rings, most likely inherited from his father. His hair is light brown, rather long, and usually cropped in a braided pony-tail that extends slightly below the crook of his neck. He usually wears brown, black, or grey; with his clothing preference being wool or linen cloth and leather. Some have said Arik always looks angry, but after getting to know him, that opinion usually changes.

History

Native to Ishgard, Arik was born as an only child to a very poor family. His mother, Kachi Reginleif was a very kind and caring woman, and likes to think a lot of his qualities were gained from her. She always told Arik that he was meant for greatness, and that his life would not always be difficult. His father, Aricensai Reginleif was a cold, strict man, most likely due to having to constantly work and make due to provide for his small family. Arik did not see his father much, but when he did was always very mindful of his demeanor.

When Arik was 14, his father was drafted into the Ishgardian army to combat the Dravanians. Arik did not know his father had left as he departed in the middle of the night, he learned from his mother the following morning. A short two months later, an Ishgardian captain informed Arik's mother that his father had went AWOL and was labeled a deserter of the army, most likely dead. They were granted leave to stay in the capitol, however were shortly put on the streets as his mother was too frail to work aside from weaving and cooking. As soon as Arik turned 16 he immediately sought work and ended up finding it at a local pub. Through months of long hours, he finally saved up enough to get him and his mother off the streets and into a very small one-room shack. At the age of 19, his mother became very ill and was bed-ridden permanently. Shortly before his 20th Nameday, his mother passed away in the dead of night. Arik awoke to her cold corpse.

With nothing else holding him to Ishgard and the cold mountains of Coerthas, Arik set out to look for his father. He was not sure why this was so important to him, probably having something to do with never being able to say goodbye, as well as some resentment for leaving him and his mother behind. Although in the back of his mind he believes his father to be dead, he still left to gather any information about his father he could.

4 years have passed since Arik left Ishgard, and has found not a single trace of his father. Still though he moves forward looking for any notion that his father is still alive.

Personality

Arik is a somewhat polite, abrasive person who always speaks his mind, no matter who it might hurt or benefit. He says he has no love for combat or killing, although when in the act seems to enjoy it a great deal. He comes off as intelligent, although can say and do rather stupid things at times. Very interested in making money, most likely gained from growing up in poverty, he is however not greedy. He is very walled off about his past, and very rarely speaks of his real goal in life, finding a trace of his father. He usually tells people he is just looking to make money, or see the world. He is very protective of innocent life, and will never harm a soul unless he believes they deserve it (Reason why he was terminated from work for the Brass Blades, disobeyed a direct order). Arik does not like those of Royal descent and usually avoids them alltogether. Unlike most Xaela, he has no qualms with the Raen clan of Au Ra, most likely gained from his mothers teachings of "Never judge someone by the color of their scales, only by their actions Arik."

Affiliations and Known Associates

Aethertide Ventures Co. - S.T.O.P Branch

Rogue's Guild of Limsa Lominsa

Freelance Mercenary for the Brass Blades of Ul'dah (HIRE TERMINATED)

Characteristics

• Nicknames: Arik (Short for Arikensi)
• Age: 24
  • Nameday: 4th Sun of the 2nd Astral Moon
• Gender: Male
  • Sexuality: Heterosexual
  • Marital Status: Single
• Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
• Height: 6 feet, 10 inches
• Body: slender, toned
• Hair: light brown
• Eyes: bright green
• Skin: darkish brown with many black scales
• Clothing: Brown, Black, or Grey Leather and Cloth

Likes

• Combat
• Humor
• Strong drinks
• Meeting new people
• Chivalry

Dislikes

• Authority
• People who can't take a joke
• Harming innocents
• Unprecedented cruelty
• Royal descent

Areas of Expertise

• Martial: Dual Daggers, Mundras, Hand-to-Hand
• Crafting: Novice Miner and Leather-worker
• Other: Persuasion

Strengths

• Stealth
• Investigation
• Verbal manipulation and persuasion
• Pick-pocketing (Though he doesn't like to do it, learned from living off the streets in Ishgard.)

Weaknesses

• Can drink a little too much
• Walled off personality has kept him from getting close with others beyond acquaintanceship
• Being called out on his abrasive personality
• Doesn't like staying in one place for too long, feels tied-down

Other Notes

Religion

Arik believes in the 12, although does not worship any profusely or makes it known he is religious at all.

Quirks

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Equipment

Twin Daggers - Antare and Aldebar (One of the few things he has left of his father)

Multiple Throwing Knives he keeps hidden on his person at all times, whether in combat or drinking at a bar

Hard-Leather Jack, Trousers, Boots, and Gloves

A golden inlaid ring with an emerald affixed atop, although it has zero magical properties

A small satchel that Arik keeps miscellaneous things in, from food and drink, to his leather-bound journal he always keeps on his person

Rumours

The following rumours can be heard about Arik, predominantly in any of the three City-States. (If your character has an opinion about him, feel free to add it here.)

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Known Haunts

You might have run into or otherwise know Arik from:

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OOC Inspirations

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References

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