Tyo'li Tayuun

Tyo'li Tayuun
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'Are you done?'
Gender	Male
Race	Miqo'te
Clan	Keeper of the Moon
Citizenship	Gridanian
Patron Diety	Althyk, the Keeper
Age	38
Marital Status	Estranged
Height	5 fulm, 9 ilms
Weight	180 ponz
Orientation	Bisexual

Character

Appearance

Tyo'li Tayuun by Julien Fortier

The Keeper has skin the color of night and shadow, marked and pocked with a few scarred tales of his life among trees and violence. There's thick ragged circles of scar tissue around his neck and right shoulder, but the worst imperfection is along the width and breadth of his back. The man seems in fine form otherwise, his lean body built for speed over strength. His hair is often dyed darker colors, matching his skin tone, and he keeps a charcoal stripe wiped across his eyes to help absorb the bright light of day.

Personality

In his youth Tyo'li was one of the quiet thinkers, a capable male who was content to let his more aggressive brothers and cousins squabble for note and rank with the females of the tribe while he watched and learned from their errors. His essence has not changed, though the world has hardened him more than a little; he is still overly fond of watching and planning before action, and more so of letting others take aforementioned action for him while he offers due course from distance.

In conversations the man tends towards blunt honesty and playful optimism, offering both criticism and compliment in equal passionate measure along with a healthy dose of subtle mischief. This is a man who seems to spend little time on open subtleties, preferring his casual conversations be handled the same way he handles most things-- brutally and systematically.

In rare intimate situations with his very few friends Tyo'li is playfully sadistic, fast with a joke, and capable of dispensing advice worthy of his age. Rare is the acquaintance that gets to such a point with the man, for few have the patience to get past the constant distance forced by an apparent lack of seriousness.

He is a firm believer in free will, only halfheartedly railing against the decisions of others if such goes against his better judgement. Tyo'li is also all for learning through harsh lessons, more fond of allowing failure to be achieved in order to aid in the understanding of shortcomings.

Tyo'li Tayuun by BlackAsh

^{On His Independent Time in the Black Shroud:}

For a long time, anyone who had bothered to look up while walking the paths of the Black Shroud would find evidence of his passing, for the man called the stripped boughs of the great trees his home and still does on occasion. Tied supplies and small outposts in crook'd treelegs more often than not hold his mark, though usually far out of reach of casual passerby.

The Rainbow Fletcher's vigilante work alongside the Wood's Reach was often unnoticed and unthanked, the quivermen who found his obsidian-tipped and rainbow-fletched arrows in encroaching marks only dubbing him as nuisance. He'd been no friend to them in any official capacity, as his bow found beasts and beastmen with the same unbiased fury as it did Gridanian loyalists and poachers. The Fletcher's motivations were unclear, though his offenses against the commonfolk of Gridania only seemed to occur when they delved too deep into the Sylphlands.

^{Concerning His Employment and Eventual 'Resignation' From Neo-NOAH:}

The primary reason his first silence in the Shroud had been because of his taking on the responsibilities of a research head for an organization called NEO-NOAH out of favor and obligation to his then-mate; a civilian outreach branch of an Allagan research corporation headed in Mor Dhona. It fostered and blossomed his intellectual side, and it was not long before the vigilante settled down and put his efforts towards something more permanent: knowledge, and the pursuits of. Soon he set down his bow and picked up tinkering and management, beginning to build upon the information he'd learned while travelling with his sisters in similar pursuits before the Fall.

This organization would prove ephemeral when its founder and the miqo'te's then-mate simply put down his title without warning. Tyo, his division in the company long harried through his growing reputation as a man who cared little for rules and regulations on study and aetheric limitations, was more than capable to pick it up. He blatantly refused, and eventually left the company altogether... taking with him much knowledge from his studies that most, if not all, would consider depraved and forbidden. The miqo'te has no knowings of what has become of the scholars of NEO-NOAH to this day, and when he occasionally passes by one he knows he does not ask after the organization's status.

^{Concerning His Employment and Eventual 'Release' From The Eldritch Collective}

After going to ground in the Shroud once more and taking back to his natural ways, whispers of a new group that promised a safe haven for him to continue to foster the narrowing focus of his aetheric studies eventually made their way to his tufted ears. He sought, and found, and discovered what would become his home in swift order. The cloistered and almost obsessive mindset that the Collective nurtured in him swiftly brought to bear aspects of his person that would most likely better be left in Neo-NOAH. Supported, unquestioned and unjudged, Tyo'li's delves across the line of white magic would have seen him exiled from any civilized peerage... but the Collective was a place where all knowledge was considered sacred, even the dark kinds that the miqo'te was becoming adept with manipulating.

Tyo'li's somnus smoking habits bloomed here, the mage's initial reasoning of 'I do this to protect those I love' quickly lost and twisting into 'I do this to impress my Archmagister'. The change was subtle and not at all on accident; it was an ingeniously insidious indoctrination by the headmaster of the organization itself, and Tyo'li was only made conciously aware of the change with the intervention of a few of his dear friends from outside the Collective. It was they who pulled him, kicking and screaming, from the darkness he'd become so happy in. The transition was not painless, and for nearly two months he was a creature of smoldering anger that only very slowly ebbed from him with the cleansing of his indoctrination.

What He's Doing Today

Tyo'li has cut himself off for a long while from all peerage and people, staying to himself in the deep canopies of the East Shroud. If he can help it, he never touches the ground... though on occasion if something catches his interest he might decend from his sylphic bowers to investigate. He's currently keeping an eye on a growing tribe of Xaela that border the edges of the Sylphlands, watching and waiting to see if they bump heads with a traditional unit of Keepers that have claimed area near enough to compete over game.

With his focus once more on things of minor and mundane, the Keeper has once more begun to return to himself; more sylph than miqo'te, Tyo'li has finally stepped back into a night of stars instead of shadows, and has found the laughter in himself again. The Rainbow Fletcher prowls the Shroud once more.

Tropes:

Submissive Badass He won't lead. Hell, he'll outright refuse the position.

Battle Butler: He'll do your dishes, paperwork, and weeding.. and then casually oneshot your enemies with the gardening rake he'd been using a moment ago.

Break The Cutie: He used to be innocent; trusting and caring, loving and living. Then the world happened.

Not Afraid To Die: Threatening him just doesn't work. Ever. If anything he'll laugh, because he got the rise out of you.

Jerkass Facade Don't you dare tell anyone that all the abrasiveness is a mask, though. He's got his reputation to maintain.

Music/Themes: Theme pt1 Theme pt2, Theme 2

General A pacifist by nature, Tyo'li is the first to flee at the first sign of a true fight. He has the keenly strategic mind of a creature who has survived by watching for a moment's weakness to exploit: if he must engage, the man employs a mix of three distinct tactics in any given situation. The easiest way to disable the miqo'te in a serious combat situation is to close on him and keep him from channeling his formidable aetheric powers.

(Astrologian) His aetherial mastery is where he shines, these days; his rudimentary skill at conjury has faded, and he sought other means of magical skills to support his allies and occasionally control his enemies. He has become terrifyingly adept in augmenting his natural cleverness with a deadly repertoire of spells.

(Archer/ Machinist) His aim is impeccable, as he had been raised to hit anything from a distance since childhood. Be it arrow, bullet, throwing blade, or simple stone, the miqo'te is more than a moderate threat with ranged weaponries.

(Rogue, NOT Ninja) His skill with smallblades is his weakest practice, barely trained and only to have some minor defense if he's engaged in melee. However, this is a good compliment to his natural speed and agility, which permeates his other combative practices no matter his situation.

Likes

• Walnuts / Tea / Pumpkins
• Smoking various addictives
• Shade / Lightning storms
• Love as an idea, not a practice
• Anything Doman/Near-Eastern

Dislikes

• Overconfidence / Ignorance
• Miqo'te
• Bright days / Thanalan
• PDA's
• Stuttering
• Empty threats
• Miqo'te

Hobbies/Talents

• Plotting
• Playing the victim
• Pissing people off

Family

• Alistair Fry (Estranged Mate)-Once known by his miqo'te name of E'datih. A Sagolii-born, this Highlander currently lives wanders the deserts, living as he likes and training both mind and body into an almost transcended state. He is at peace with himself and the world...

• Any and all Tayuun's- Tyo'li's player is more than happy to indulge in the extended ties of the Tayuun clan!

Friends Active contacts only! :

• Ulfarr Reddwing - All he needed to do was listen. Ulfarr is possibly the only person that knows the depth of Tyo's true shame.. and, perhaps, his strength.

• Zailin Kir- The motivating reason behind Tyo's estrangement to his mate, many of his worse scars... and the catalyst for the heavy, bitter wariness Tyo still suffers from today; in a queer twist of fate, they are still on 'good' terms.

Enemies (keep in mind these are his personal opinions, and may not be fact)

Common Rumors

• "There's naught but ill to be had, consorting with the like of the Fletcher and the Wood's Reach, friend. Cut your lead where it lies, and leave be."
• "Always looking for a fight, that cat! I see him check in from time to time to see if we have any new blood in here that he can play with."
• "Oh.. Tyo'li.. Yes, I heard of him. Truely, I wish he had come for us to be trained properly. Had the promise of a truely powerful conjurer, before.. well."

Moderate Rumors

• There is apparently a 'call' that the sylphs of Little Solace can put out, to summon him at-will from anywhere in the Shroud.
• He once commanded a personnel division of Allagan researchers, implying an unsung skill for both management and scholastic pursuits.
• "Oh! Oh! Old Climbing One! Yes, this one knows him! Very strong, though Old Climbing One spends too much time with the Touched Ones for this one's liking." ( Ataxio, one of the more sociable sylphs of Little Solace )

Rare Rumors

• It's said that he once held enough leverage over a Warrior of Light to force them to a favor that all but shunned them from the Crystal's blessing..
• He holds a deep reverence for Ramuh.

PC Rumors

• "There's real heart in there, you know. Under all the shit-talking and the punching, there's a real sweetness hidden behind the moons in his eyes. Not that I like him, mind you. He's the worst." - Julien Fortier

• "He's a necromancer! He brought a man back from the dead! He needs to be put down!" - Kataani Hawkeye

• "If I'm honest, there are things about Tyo that always bothered me.. lying came naturally to him. It's just in his nature." - Alistair Fry

• "Unfriendly prick. I was just trying to be friends. And look in his hat. He has a chocobo in it!" - Haleine Charbonneau

• "He speaks and laughs and it feels all so easy and comfortable I forget he has seen twice more of the world than I have. Yet I hope to show him something new." - Kahn'a Ohditra

• "You know... despite our bloody past I can't help but look upon him now with a smile. He's still a bloody git at times though." - Kraz Axrial

• "He's been cooperative yes, but only just so. I admire free will, but he's been allowed to run unchecked..." - Zalitai Dalamiq

• "It is inevitable. That is the nature of my relationship with Tyo. He will push me and turn my anger towards him, and I will give in to the temptation. The cycle will continue. We will always be the darkness in each other." Zailin Kirr

• "Holy crap, that guy. He's super nice, but does the weirdest stuff when drunk." Bennett Cooper

_{Editable by anyone; add your own!}

Tyo'li would be hard pressed to tell you anything between the Calamity five years past and today; surely he must have been somewhere, doing something, but some strange force has either blocked or disrupted his mind to such things. He has ceased to question this.

For his young, adolescent, and second decade of life, he had kin and kine. His clan was less of a family and more of a bandit camp, stationed in the outskirts of the East Shroud. There were at least six sons to the clan, and so Tyo was borne and bred within a very competitive group; he had a distinct lack of the trait, however, and was happy to watch the posturing of his cousins instead of partaking in it himself. His parents raised his kit sisters and him in the same mien, as poachers and unwelcome presences under the trees.

Absolutely average, save for his uncanny ability to conjure a fair wind to aim his arrows, Tyo'li eventually set out on his own, following his much stronger sisters and cousin northwards in pursuit of new fortunes. He was content to follow and help as he could, though he had very little practical skills. Aside from being one of the most virile males among the clan, he had little use to his family aside from breeding stock.

Npah, the leader of their little offshoot tribe, had a fascination with the Allagan rumors of history, and had led her 'family' on a march to uncover the Tomb of Xande... The Calamity struck all of them hard, for they were cowering in a series of caves in Brittlebark when Dalamund fell. Tyo would be able to say neither how he survived, or how he 'awoke' back in the Shroud almost five years later-- (the Sylphlands' borders, to be exact)-- and knows only the subject makes him feel extremely 'weird'. Alone, lost, and still used to others fending for him, the man first rushed to old places of refuge. He only found a world he did not recognize.

The man managed well enough on his own to at least garner interest from a few other adventuring types. It was no twist of fate that both were female miqo'te, and that he was well into his prime breeding age. Eager at the prospect of starting a new life, Tyo'li played the proud protector of his new 'wives' on a long trek of their leading. It was across the sea that he realized his error, when he came upon them deep in the heart of La Noscea in a home they three had made for themselves after being sent away for the replenishing of supplies; the lasses were less interested in starting a new clan with him ...than they were with each other.

It was that first night, when the dissillusioned miqo'te man was at his lowest and most desperate, that the dreams finally began. Dreams of a great weapon that he would wield, an instrument that would both bind him, and break him.. Only time shall reveal the sooth or shame of such, however, as he has yet to grasp such a thing or put stock in such dreams, at all. After all, it was the next morning that the Highlander man E'datih walked into his home and taught him how to punch rocks; Tyo hasn't looked back, and it is very likely that whatever 'prophetic dream' he had during that time was false... or he was turned from it.

Gallery/Artscreens

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  A weathered 'wish you were here' postcard he carries

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  His recurring 'weapon' dream scene, where he oft is young again

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  His recurring 'weapon' dream scene, where he oft is young again

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  The rare moments of joy in his married life.

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  Left to Right: Tyo , Ember, Leith

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