Rhashi Nefhys

Rhashi Nefhys
Gender	Male
Race	Miqo'te
Clan	Keeper of the Moon
Citizenship	Gridania
Guardian	Oschon, the Wanderer

Thy life is a riddle to bear rapture and sorrow To listen, to suffer, to entrust unto tomorrow

— Answers

Character

Rhashi is a Keeper of the Moon in his early twentys. He grew up in Greenleaf, a secluded small hamlet in the West Shroud and was sought out by the conjurers shortly after the Battle of Silvertear Skies. He was allowed to be taught within the Conjurers guild and officially joined their ranks once he was old enough. With the Garleans campaign to conquer Eorzea and call down Meteor he became more and more restless, left the Conjurers guild behind and started to wander far beyond the borders of the Black Shroud.

Storys

The last Farewell Show text

He didn't sleep at all within the last 24 hours. Everything became so hectic, and how should anyone find sleep with the impending doom over their heads? He just came back home after he stashed his backpack at a hopefully save place where it would prevail and afterwards be found again. Within was nearly all of his work. His collection of history and lore of Eorzea, paintings of the land and the beauty of the city states and it's people, writings about the Galean invasion, the Beast Tribes, the Primals and the threat from Dalamud. The only thing he was still carrying from it now was a small empty book, its cover was bristled with crystals that emanated a faint glow. That would be the final chapter of his work. He sighed and put it into a small bag when the door to his room suddenly burst open.

"I WON'T ALLOW YOU TO LEAVE!" She was furious. The kind of rage a mother can fall into when she is protecting her child. "You will join us in the sanctuary with all the others! You mustn't go! You are everything I have left!"

He turned around slowly with his head hanging. It took him over a minute to finally meet her eyes. His voice was weak and close to a whisper, but he was still calm at least. "I..... I have to go. I have to aid our forces, I need to know what happens and record it. And I made a promise to someone....you always taught me to keep my promises."

She trembled, and he feared that she would shout at him again, but she sank down and was on the verge of tears. "Then promise me to come back!"

He dropped his gaze, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I...no... I can't. We don't even know if our chances here are any better. We don't know if anyone survives this. But I can promise you to try everything I can that Eorzea can bloom once again after this is over."

She was crying now, but she took a step aside to let him pass. "That is not enough for me, Rhashi!" Her voice was staggering, and it was hard to understand her.

He wanted to comfort her and made a quick step forward but came to a sudden stop. His lips were trembling now. He just couldn't bear it any longer. "Farewell mom!" He blubbered out and ran without looking back. He didn't want to do it that way, but he couldn't stop himself. Rhashi didn't suppress his tears any longer and could hardly see, but his feet knew the path perfectly and before long he was standing in front of Gridanias Gates. He leaned heavily on a nearby tree to catch his breath and calm himself down again.

A few minutes later he was on his way to Mor Dhona where the allied forces would make their last stand.

The eleventh hour Show text

He was late. While he hurried down the slope he could already see the raging battle between the empire and the allied forces. The clanging from metal on metal, hundreds of battle shouts, barked orders, insults and the screams of pain reached his ears which made him go even faster. He had to catch his breath when he finally reached the army. He went straight to the first small camp where a lot of wounded soldiers were piling up. A few white mages already attended to their needs, and it looked like they could handle it for now. A heavy armored Elezen made his way towards the camp carrying his lifeless comrade in his arms. There was nothing the mages could do for her anymore. She was gone, but he refused to accept it. Some bystanders had to seize him, and the mages had to put him to sleep to prevent him from hurting anyone in his outbreak of blind rage.

"I am not needed here...move on, stupid!"

His hand was shaking. This wasn't a place for him. The battle was horrifying, with so many gravely injured and/or dead. Dalamud looming over them bigger than ever before, engulfing the whole plateau in a red twilight. In his head he could hear the land itself screaming in pain from battles long past and maybe for the pain yet to come. He could feel the sadness and agony as if it was his own. He gathered his strength and straightened up, burying all distracting feelings deeply inside him - for now - and continued his way to the front lines. He wanted to help anyone in need of healing and to find his friends who he had lost on his way there. Soon Rhashi realized that it would be near impossible to find anyone in this chaos, but he could help at least. He stopped by every injured he found and used his cure spells. He handed out some potions he brought to those who were running to the front and meet the enemy.

His eyes widened, and he froze in place for a second when he saw an abandoned Lalafell lying on the ground. He wore the colors of the adders and was gravely wounded.

"No! Don't you dare die on me now!"

He ran for it, kneeled down

beside him and instantly started to heal him to pull him back from the brink of death. He was nearly done when someone shouted and him. He looked around and threw himself backwards when he saw an enemy charging right at him. But he was too slow. His stone skin spell saved his life, but his attacker still managed to bring him down. Now he was standing over him and raised his spear for the deathblow. Rhashi panicked and threw the first spell at him that came to his mind - Aero. It ripped through his armor and send him flying away from him, crashing down hard on his back. He got up again and saw the lifeless body of the Garlean soldier. His body was trembling. He never killed anyone before, and his opponent didn't look much older than himself, a conscript from the east by the looks, forced to fight for the empire. The realization came as a shock to him.

"I didn't want to hurt anyone. But I had no choice, right? And how did I get so close to the front without realizing it? I hope the others are well. Damn, no!"

He just remembered the Lalafell again and hurried back to him. But it was already too late. He interrupted his healing when he tried to evade the attack.

"I should have been faster. I should have seen that Garlean earlier.....what am I good for if I can't even do this right? I have to go on!"

He was about to stand up as he got startled by an ear shaking noise and got swiped off his feet again when a huge glowing sword-shaped object crashed down close by. When he stood up again, he saw that anyone close to the crash was also down or just about to stand up. The battle had stopped entirely. And everyone was looking up. The Moon, Dalamud, Meteor, whatever it was - was now cracking open like an egg. He couldn't believe what he saw then. A gigantic dragon emerged and loomed on top of what was left of the shell. He couldn't avert his eyes. He was unable to do anything at all. The next thing he knew was fire raining down everywhere while the dragon leaped into the air. Rhashi looked around fearfully, desperately searching for any familiar face. Some like him were just frozen in place, but most of the others just ran. Garlean and Eorzean fronts mashed up as the majority just wanted to get away and flee.

"The destruction from Meteor would have been bad...but this is just worse."

He still stood on the same spot. There wasn't a save place anyway, so he ducked down, reached for his book and started to hastily write down the recent events. He just finished it up when one of Bahamuths flares came down close. The explosion shattered his protective spells in an instant and the shockwave blew him away. He crashed down hard and screamed in pain. He was bleeding from scratches and cuts all over his body. His clothes were singed and torn. Another wave of pain swept over him when he tried to get up and move his left arm. He looked around to find out where he was, but it was hopeless. Fire was everywhere around him and still rained down from above. Everyone around had already fled or was dead on the ground or close to it. He desperately tried to heal himself, but there wasn't any strength left in him.

His whole body was in pain, but it got suddenly washed away. He felt calm and at peace and could see a bright blue light.

"Is this how it feels to die? No...that's not right...there is something else....the gods?"

He looked up and could get a glimpse of what was happening in the sky above him. Bahamuth was about to get trapped once again.

"They have answered our call! They will..."

All his hope was lost instantly when the new shell burst and the blue calming light was banished by the flames that engulfed the whole plain once again. The dragon was charging up his final attack to kill anyone in the whole area with one brutal strike.

"No! What....did they abandon us? Was it all for naught? I don't want to die here....alone..."

He struggled to get up but couldn't move anymore. All his strength was gone, and his whole body was trembling. He closed his eyes and curled himself up. Then, everything turned white...

Name

Given Name: Rhashi Nefhys

Pronunciation: Ra-she Nef-his

Appearance

Height: 4 fulms, 9 ilms. Quite small for his race/gender.

Body: Rashi is quite small and slender to a point where some might think he is underfed. Physical strenght is certainly not his thing but he balances that with his agility and speed though he rarely shows that. His skin has dark greyish color. While in the sunlight it has a barely noticeable blue shine.

Hair/Eyes: Fine smooth dark blue hair. He never wears it longer then to his shoulders and doesn't care for it too much. So they often look ruffled. His eyes are crystal blue and sharp though there is often sadness in them.

Clothing: He is quite impatient of clothing and style so the sticks to ordinary and practical stuff that lets him merge with the crowd. He usually sticks with long hooded traveling robes.

Marks: In contrast to the rest of his body, the tip of is tail is pale white. After the battle of Cartenau he got a small scar on his left cheek.

Misc: While Dalamud descended he could usually be seen carrying a huge heavy looking backpack and lots of scrollcases.

Behavior

Rhashi usually acts quiet and calm and prefers to stay for himself. He is very shy around strangers and it takes a lot of time fro him before he starts trusting others and become less reserved. He is very intelligent and observant, trying to absorb everything he sees. He also likes his studies and is always eager to learn more. He can spent lots of hours/days in a libary without getting bored.

Quirks

• Pyrophobia - everything bigger than a basic Firespell will send him into ptsd
• Socially awkward
• A little naive
• Nosy

Tendencies

Likes

• Eorzea
• Peace and Calmness
• Nature, especially the Shroud
• Being alone

Dislikes

• Primals
• Intrusive, pushy people
• Garleans
• Violence

Hobbies/Talents

• Painting
• Writing
• Gathering lore
• Observing

Relationships

Family

• Father: He has no memories of him. His mother told him he left when he was very young but it is more likely that he never met him. Haven't decided on a name yet.

• Mother: Shaya Nefhys - He has a close relationship to her.

Rumour Mill

Common Rumours (Easily overheard):

• “That child gave me the creeps, he was often watching me closely at my work. Had to chase him away to be able to concentrate.” — Village Blacksmith
• “He never wanted to play with us after our lessons” — Random girl
• “He often seemed very sad when he thought noone was looking at him." - Villager

Moderate Rumours (Moderately difficult to overhear):

• “He was an excellent student, always eager to learn more.” — Gridanian Conjurer
• “Rhashi Nefhys? What a strange kid, he had a mental breakdown after the battle of Silvertear Skies. Have rarely seen him around after that, 's probably for the better..." — Concerned Villager

PC Rumours (Rumours written by other Player Characters. If you wish to write a rumour, just go ahead and do so, make sure it's IC!):

Miscellaneous

Special Power

Rhashi does NOT possess the power of the echo as I found it a little too powerfull for my taste and near impossible to use in rp. But he got something else instead being blessing and curse at the same time. He has an emotional connection to the land and can feel when something is amiss with the flow of aether or when the planet is suffering. He has no control over it and can't always tell that the feelings aren't his own.

Notes

Character status is pre ARR. Rhashi will return to Eorzea from the battle of Cartenau Flats after he got frozen in time. I will post more about him after the launch when we got more info from SE and know exactly what tools we can work with for character creation.