Nazyl Tharazyl

Nazyl Tharazyl
"A hero don't do nothin' fer himself."
Knight of Learning
Gender	Male
Race	Lalafell
Clan	Plainsfolk
Citizenship	Wanderer
Age	22
Sexuality	Heterosexual
Occupation	Proud Adventurer
Guardian	Halone, The Fury
Namesday	8th Sun of the 3rd Astral Moon

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Character

General

Nazyl is a Lalafell of simple origins, and thus leads a simple lifestyle, never giving much thought to his existence. He wanders from place to place, making gil by mining or protecting others, believing that his destiny is to become a great hero. With his faithful chocobo Turyl by his side, he takes on the world in all its beauty, and its danger.

Appearance

Nazyl stands at about 3'4", slightly taller than most other Lalafells, tanned skin, and boasts a better body for physical work, his muscles (as much as a Lalafell can have) are defined, allowing him the energy for a long day of work. Earthen brown hair is grown long, going to his shoulders, and comes down into two bushy mutton chops on his cheeks, which he is immensely proud of. Freckles dot his face and slightly darkened nose, and a blood red symbol is painted across his face, going over his verdant eyes. It's the mark of a Behemoth in his village, a symbol of strength. What he wears goes with what he's doing for the day. When he mines, he dresses in heavy dark blue cloth, padded and plated to prevent harm, lantern and hammers at his side. He usually dons a metal helmet with a light for dark caves and the like. For battle, he wears a myriad of different armor and leathers, each suited to his style of combat, for sword, spear, dagger, whatever is needed. . He occasionally slips into his Onion armor, for old time's sake.

Behaviour

Nazyl is very friendly and optimistic, not afraid to walk up and start chatting with another. He speaks in a thick country accent, which tends to throw people off, and has trouble pronouncing words over three syllables long. He's rather simple minded, and is easily tricked into schemes and traps, but has a strong sense of justice, and will do absolutely anything to protect those he cares about. He's not much for starting unnecessary conflicts, and has a weakness for women, going out of his way to seem like a gentleman, which of course has made a love life of any kind difficult to obtain. To him however, family and friends matter more than anything in the world, the extra things in life can come later. Filled with wanderlust and curiosity for the unknown, he is very unlikely to settle in one place for long.

Recent events have made him into a hardened man, and guilt strains his face. He might not seem as boisterous as before, but his childlike spirit lurks somewhere under the surface.

Combat

Much has happened over the course of his life in Eorzea, and in his quest for heroism, he's trained among some of the best fighters the realm over. Armed with the knowledge of paladins and other shieldbearers, he willfully takes up arms against darkness and its minions, fighting with far more skill than he ever hoped to achieve. In time he has become accustomed to the spear and daggers, and is now practicing magic. His dreams of being an Onion Knight of legend will come true if his determination keeps him onward.

~Elaboration will come after more RP~

Tendencies

Likes ■ Good food ■ Friends and family ■ Sparring ■ Keeping busy ■ Physical work, though he's not entirely disliking of mental learning ■ Has a penchant for wearing ridiculous looking attire.

Dislikes ■ Conflict ■ Wild animals larger than he is ■ Being the weak one ■ Goobbues ■ The Void

Hobbies/Talents ■ Mining ■ Learning skills at an unusual speed ■ Cooking ■ Mending relationships ■ Loves to participate in tournaments, even holds a champion title in the Grindstone. There's no better place to learn all the different styles of other people.

Favorites ■ Favourite Food/Drink: Onion soup (for the sole reason that Onion Armor exists) and pineapple juice. ■ Favourite Place: Dravanian hinterlands, Sharlayan. ■ Favorite Weather: Sunny, cloudy. ■ Favorite Season: Summer and Fall ■ Favorite Color: Red and blue ■ Favorite Scents: Whatever the Bismarck is cooking. (He would inform you that he speaks of the restaurant, not the whale)

Relationships

♥ Romantic Interest ♥ Sexual Desire ♥ Platonic Love ● Good Standing ● Neutral Standing ● Poor Standing

Friends & Acquaintances ● Onion Kid - A mysterious lalafell, draped in the same Onion armor that Nazyl himself wears. Skilled in the arts of the sword and shield, he's the pinnacle of what an Onion knight should be. Who he is, and why he's around is a mystery...even more mysterious is that no one he tells this to knows of the other lalafell. An illusion perhaps? No one knows, but Nazyl sees him as a sort of mentor figure....even if he isn't real. ♥ Sasazi Sazi - A shy dunesfolk girl Nazyl met during a Grindstone event. He waved her over after seeing her sitting alone for some time, and almost instantly they became fast friends. Assigned to be her bodyguard by the Dauntless, a band of former Flames turned adventurers, he vigilantly stays by her side. Recently confessing his feelings, she returned them with sincerity, and no longer is he afraid to speak about it. ● X'linwh Tia - A young Miqo'te Nazyl seemed to find often, a young man which reminds the Lalafell of one of his friends back home. After a tragic encounter in Stone Vigil, the Miqo'te, and one of Nazyl's first real friends, has died. The lalafell has sworn revenge on the dragon that killed him, and curses himself for not being able to protect him. ● Alex Castell - A young Hyur woman Nazyl found while training with his group on an expedition to Coerthas, and proceeded to make himself known to her. He learned much about her, and became sympathetic to her story, more than willing to help her with any problem she might have. While she is seen as a thief in the eyes of the others, he sees someone who can change, and is striving to help her do so. ● Nahare Mergrey - A spunky and somewhat hotheaded Limsan born Seeker, the Miqo'te dresses in clothes finally, much to Nazyl's relief. Her intentions are always good natured, and she's very relatable to him. Her mannerisms have him referring to her as a sister more than a friend, and has become rather protective of her, even though she doesn't need it. ● Flynt Reddard - An obnoxiously confident Midlander Hyur, Flynt made himself known easily with his dialect and hilarious outbursts. While Nazyl knows very little about him, he seems to feel connected with the man in a way. ● Orenji Kharn - Akama's son, and leader of the Rising Claws. Brought together by fate, Nazyl could hardly believe that he was part of this Miqo'te's history, and the fate of the world. Harboring great darkness, the lalafell worries greatly about the man, but serves him in earnest all the same. A deadly duel in the Hinterlands proved that Orenji's resolve was solid. Beaten and bloody, the lalafell and the miqo'te became even closer, staring to the sky and reaffirming their ambitions. Brothers in all but blood, Nazyl fights with him in everything, be it monster hunting, adventuring, or simple family spars. ● Julius Bennett - A hyur...now Miqo'te knight from the west, his stoic and realistic stance on life clashes with Nazyl's more idealistic sense of right and wrong. That however does not stop them from being great friends, as their constant sparring proves. Incredibly lithe with a sword and shield, and practiced in several other weapons, this man is practically an Onion Knight himself. A man of faith, his devotion to his gods and people inspire Nazyl to greater heights as both a man, and a warrior. Recently Nazyl has begun disliking the man, and usually opts out of conversation with him. He doesn't speak of the reason often, and it's rather difficult to get out of him. ● Sayuri Oinari - Orenji's bride-to-be, and leader of her own alliance, this Au Ra clearly has seen many battles. Soft spoken, yet firm in her tone, she seems a gentle leader, and the lalafell is rather content with that. ● Calel Rouse - "A man who sought higher planes and better skies" The young man that seemed to adore Nazyl found himself in a spot of trouble with some dragons in Coerthas. Following the leads of an Ishgardian knight, he tracked Calel down into the fields of the Western Highlands, fighting off a group of wyverns. After a heated struggle, Nazyl and the knight drove them off, only to see the Elezen draw his last breath. Cursing himself, Nazyl swore once again to campaign against the dragons, angered that he let yet another friend fall in front of him. ● Vyse Gilder - Sworn of the Rising Claws, and direct subordinate to Nazyl, this young Hyur man is a near carbon copy of Nazyl. Innocent to a fault and just as unlucky with women, he's already made a good impression with the lalafell. ● Yvain Dulimont - An Ishgardian knight that proposed to serve under the Rising Claws for reasons Nazyl had no time to ask, as he was looking for a friend. Bringing the knight with him, they fought off a manner of dragons together in the Western highlands. After watching the man he was looking for die, he formally inducted the knight into the crew, seeing that in battle he was a worthy man, and an honorable one for respecting the dead. ● Shirono Usagima - A quiet Au Ra girl, who likes to get straight to the point. Hidden behind a straight face, it's nigh impossible to tell what she's feeling at any given time. She hangs around the Claws often, and Nazyl hears stories about "The Rabbit" frequently. She seems friendly enough, and seems to have a thing for Vyse, so she can't be bad. She offered to train him in Mudra, and that's something he isn't going to pass up. ● Sharon Broadaxe - A highlander who Nazyl has traveled with to the ends of Eorzea and back. While she's stubborn to a fault and tends to put her emotions first before thinking, she's extremely caring and puts the lalafell before any of her own desires. A master of the axe, she can cleave three adult dragons in twain with but a single stroke, her strength equal only to her hotheadedness. Sworn to each other as siblings, the two face off against the enemies of Eorzea, axe and shield always at the ready. ● Bethany Drennstead - Captain of the Nightshade Corsairs, who only likes others to refer to her as 'Violet'. Draped in clothes dyed the color of her namesake, she commands a powerful presence wherever she finds herself. Unlike many pirates who rely on blades or guns, her own body is a weapon in itself, her fists enough to break the bones of a hardy Roegadyn. This is not to say she doesn't use weapons...as pirates are not wont to fight fairly. Though Nazyl serves the Claws, anytime he's with this captain he dresses in purple, and commands as Violet's First Mate in the Nightshades.

Enemies & Rivals

Rumours

Easily Overheard Rumours

■ "Who? Oh him. Yeah he doesn't show up too much these suns, peiste probably ate him, good riddance." - Brass Blade

■ "He doesn't show up in the cities for money anymore....not in that kind of gear. I reckon he struck it rich somewhere, I'd like to know where..." - Shroud Worker

Somewhat Difficult To Overhear Rumours

■ "He's quick with a blade and shield, almost a natural. Saw that blue gumdrop disarm and kill four giants in a blizzard, all at once. Now that's something I would see Ishgardian elites do." - Fledgling Adventurer

■ "Bloody pointy eared little shite thinks he can waltz around and preach what justice is. He doesn't know how this world works." - Ishgardian Noble

Rarely Overheard Rumours

■ "For some reason, he gets...twitchy when you mention the word Dreadwyrm. Why is that?" - Seasoned Adventurer

■ "A sword? He had a lance before. Now you say he had a rod? Knives? Next you're going to tell me he can string a bow and shoot spears out of it....why does your face look like that?" - Meddling Merchant

Player Character Rumours

■ "A true friend with a huge heart. I owe him so much after such a small time. He truly is one of those heroes from a Bard's tale." - Alex Castell

■ "A man I would consider a very close brother...he may be small, but his heart is bigger than the whole world. Aye, this brother will be sung in tales and stories. A true hero. An Onion Knight." - Akama Kharn

■ "Forever the inspiration, my loyal brother is. His heroic wings may just carry us all to those heavens." - Orenji Kharn

■ "EUGH. ASK US NOTHING ABOUT THE TERRIFYING GOD-EATING ONION." - Miasma

■ "Nazyl has, an' always will be, me big brotha. Tha man has looked aftah me through countless situations." - Nahare Mergrey

■ "The good ones avoid needless conflict 'n' bloodshed. Nazyl? Hes one o' those. Little man could hold steel to m'throat and I'd feel perfectly safe, knowin' he wouldn't slit it 'less I gave him cause." - Osric Melkire

History/Timeline

Nazyl comes from the islands far south of Eorzea, where many Lalafells originated. Working as a farmhand for fifteen years, he led a simple life with dreams of one day being a mighty hero, leading a group of young Lalafellin boys into caves and forests with little more than twigs to fight imaginary monsters. He was a prankster that liked to show the boys a good time tipping Aldgoats, putting spices in people's breakfast, and other harmless jokes that tended to get him in trouble. While he grew up, he was taught humility and manners by his parents, who were strict, but wanted him to have a childhood. In his teens, he, along with the others in his little village, noticed a certain moon getting bigger...or was it getting closer?

As the moon Dalamud edged ever closer, Nazyl began to have strange dreams. One in particular, repeated several times and became clearer and clearer over the course of his teen years, involving a great light, and a great darkness, and the silhouette of a spiked warrior siding with the light, about to clash with the darkness. The dream always ended right before the clash, and the boy would wake up in a cold sweat. It was clearest on that fateful day, when the Battle of Carteneau took place. After Nazyl had awoken from his dream, he took to the orchards to pick fruits for his family, and hefted the sack toward his home after he was done. The moon was closer than it had ever been in years....and then the unthinkable happened. It exploded. Nazyl watched in both awe and horror as the red moon was dismantled, and from its remains a great dragon, one told in legend, threw itself into the sky and lit up the night air. Fire destroyed everything around it, and it was as if the world itself shuddered in response. Trees died, plants wilted, and the villagers ran screaming for their lives. A piece of the destruction, Mega-flare, made its way to the tiny village, planting a fiery crystal smack dab in the middle of it. It was a night Nazyl would never forget.

Five years had past since the calamity, and the young Lalafell was ready to depart. In the garb the village guards wore, he took up a rusted sword his father had kept for personal safety. After saying his tearful goodbyes to his parents, he told the village he would return bearing fortune and fame, promising he would be a great hero. He set north in a trade ship to Eorzea, where he would be bound for Ul'dah. It wasn't until he arrived that he found out keeping his promise was harder than he ever thought possible.

When he arrived in the desert, the heat was enough to make him pass out on the caravan, where he dreamt clearly of his vision before. The shadowed knight, throwing himself against a black void, with light behind him burning bright. He questioned its meaning yet again as he awoke in a sweat, now at the gates of the great city. He brushed it off and began showing himself off to the people, taking up jobs to rid the gates of pests such as marmots and the like. He charged outside with no knowledge on how to fight, and was trounced by the critters before he could raise his weapon. The refugees staying outside the city took him in and nursed him back to health, since the Brass Blades would leave him for dead. When he was able to walk again, he decided to take up a pick and help the poor gain income for housing to repay them for taking care of him. He became a skilled miner and had taken to selling his work for profit to help him along. As a side job, he puts himself out as an escort to protect supply caravans or take out pests, and is slowly becoming better at swordsmanship. A wanderer wearing his heart on his sleeve, he travels the realm in hopes of quelling what darkness may hide beneath it.

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Ishgard threw open their gates, and a more mature Nazyl was among the first wave of adventurers to storm the city in earnest. Leaving behind those he knew, he embarked on a journey of self reflection and meditation, alone in the untamed wilderness that was Coerthas, Dravania, and Abalathia's Spine. It's been moons, but the Lalafell returns once again to society, eager to share his stories with old and new friends alike. Draped in ancient Ishgardian armor, he seeks an end to the Dragonsong War by any means necessary, whether the enemy is dragons, or Ishgardians...or both, he will stop at nothing to achieve lasting peace on all of Eorzea, and Hydaelyn beyond.

Footnotes

Touched by Courage and Pride

Alignment: Neutral Good