User:Z'jai Kha

Z'jai Kha

the charismatic savage

VITAL INFORMATION ■ NAME... Z'jai Kha. ■ RACE & CLAN... Au Ra; Xaela. ■ GENDER... Male. ■ AGE & NAMEDAY... 34; 21st Sun of the 6th Umbral Moon. ■ ORIENTATION... Equal opportunity. ■ MARITAL STATUS... Single.

OTHER STATISTICS ■ CURRENT RESIDENCE... Lavender Beds; wherever he         wants. ■ OCCUPATION... Combat specialist, hunter, gatherer of rare items.         Ex-medic. Ex-assassin. ■ PATRON DEITY... Althyk, The Keeper. ■ MBTI... ENTJ; The Commander. ■ ALIGNMENT... Chaotic Good with a strong Neutral streak.

P E R S O N A L I T Y

 

Admirable personality traits (strengths) Steadfast, resilient, companionable, charismatic. Able to adapt to most any circumstances, and is great in a crisis situation. Excels in problem solving and creative solutions. Loves to learn and has a hunger for knowledge.  Quite savvy in social situations, which can be a rarity for his kind. In the same vein, he is generally very patient and analytical.

 

Negative personality traits (weaknesses) Confidence can sometimes come off as self-importance.  Has the tendency to throw himself headfirst into new endeavors and can become blinded with obsession.  Struggles with empathy towards others emotions and can come off as cold or aloof in some, usually delicate, situations.  Has a temper, but is generally mindful enough to funnel his fury into non-reckless behavior.  Can hold a grudge to the grave.

 

Mannerisms Z'jai is always very aware of his physical self and his actions.  Most of his words and mannerisms are well-thought out and quite calculated.  He is quite social and charming and this can sometimes take others by surprise, however underneath it all he is still Xaela and can come across as somewhat sinuous and predatory without even realizing it.

 

Action tags He is generally very composed, but like an animal, the subtle swishing of his tail will always tell the true story.  Tends to use his hands to embellish while talking; can get quite animated and excitable if he feels strongly about the subject matter.

 

Verbal tags Z'jai speaks with a low and rumbling timbre, and his speech patterns are usually quite smooth and fluid.  He prides himself on his hard-learned social charisma, and can be a bit of a smooth talker.

 

Skills, Abilities, and Talents Combat, first and foremost.  Z'jai thrives on the rush of the fight and while he is versed in many combat styles, he prefers a more elegant and clinical method to his attacks that make the most of his lithe agility.  Very skilled in subterfuge and meticulous tactical offense.  Often has multiple knives on his person at all times.  He’s also extremely well-versed in outdoor survival and is proficient in orienteering and hunting.

 

A P P E A R A N C E

 

Height Just over seven fulms.

Hair Silvery-white with crimson highlights. Most always tied in a tail atop his head behind a narrow set of curving horns, wayward strands framing his face.

 

Eyes Dark pupils ringed with vivid amber; angular and striking. (Z has been accused more than once of having a good ‘resting bitch face’.)

 

Body type  Extremely tall, long and lean.  Ashen skin with deep violet almost black scales.  No visible distinguishing markings.

 

Clothing preference  Z'jai dresses situationally; when out in the field he prefers dark clothing, generally leather, close and form-fitting for combat effectiveness.  For leisure he will dress more casually, but still in muted colors; earth tones, deep reds and purples.  He shuns brightly colored and ostentatious outfits on himself. Likes wearing glasses for aesthetic reasons only; his vision is perfectly fine.

 

Physical illness or affliction None; he’s quite healthy. He does have the tendency to get the shit beat out of him in the wild at times (a reoccurring habit to bite off more than he can chew), and will trail back home with many wounds.

 

L I K E S ■ Combat and weaponry, namely blades, but is skilled with a bow and arrow. ■ Camping in the desert, often for long spans of time. ■ Spiced tea.   ■ Most any type of food.

D I S L I K E S ■ Sugary treats; anything with excessive sugar is strong on his palate and will lead to other negative consequences. ■ Cold weather. ■ Hanging out in Ul'Dah proper for too long.

Q U I R K S ■ Likes to sleep in trees. ■ Has a habit of stargazing if left on his own outside at night for too long. ■ Tends to exude a childlike glee and wonder when exposed to new things or ideas he finds particularly fascinating.

E T C E T E R A

N P C RUMORS Some of these rumors are untrue, speculation, or are greatly exaggerated. ◢ Common Rumors - Easily overheard. Use these freely! ■ "I've seen him just staring blankly at road signs.  Do you think he can't read?" ■ "One time, I caught him fighting a huge boar outside the Hawthorne Hut.  He threw at least seven throwing knives at the thing!  Where does he keep them all??" ◢ Uncommon Rumors - A little more difficult to hear. Use sparingly or ask first! ■ "He's way too quiet and agile.  Like, one minute he's there, and the next, gone?  That kind of stuff isn't something that comes natural.  It's too practiced." ■ "For a 'combat specialist', he doesn't compete publicly at all.  I hear it's because he doesn't want anyone to learn his tactical secrets.  Seriously? Paranoid much?" ◢ Rare Rumors - Very rarely overheard. Please ask before using! ■ "Remember that string of killings in Southern Thanalan?  The 'Desertreaper', they called him?  I hear he's connected... but... he seems so NICE..." ■ “I hear he has medical capability, but will never heal his own wounds.  I wonder why? That seems wasteful.”   ■ “Spotted him in Ul'Dah once.  Poor guy seriously looked like he was about to throw up."

POTENTIAL PLOT HOOKS     ◢ Entry-level Interactions - Any of the below is an easy foot in the door. ■ You're lost - Z'jai has a very keen directional sense.   ■ You are searching for a hard to find item - Z'jai is well-versed at extracting information or rare/hard to find items from most any situation.   ■ You want to train in bladed combat, or are interested in learning - he will rarely turn down an opportunity to train or share a certain bit of his skill.   ■ You have tea - he loves tea.  Similarly, food.   ■ You need a bodyguard or accompaniment - for his friends he will do this willingly, but for acquaintances, it may take some bartering.  (But frankly, not much, as he enjoys a good bit of a dangerous situation every now and then.)

S T O R Y

Z'jai was taken from his tribe in the Steppes in his adolescence - caught in a fatal skirmish and given with other children to the Garleans as a trade to let their remaining people live.  They smuggled the few of them to Eorzea, Ul'Dah specifically, assessing their skills and selling them as work slaves to underground organizations - the foreign youths were worth a pretty gil.  Z'jai held some crude medical skills passed down to him from Kha elders, so he was sold to the underground to assist syndicate chirurgeons with their unethical work. He usually assisted in the healing and rehabilitation of thieves, smugglers, and crime bosses, but as Z'jai proved himself to be as competent a medic as he was with a blade his group extended his usefulness to more grisly works - explicitly the clean dismemberment of enemy corpses for a quick and untraced disposal, and the occasional harvest of body parts for zealots to use in ritual.

Z'jai lived like this for many years, quickly picking up that this was a situation he could not brawl himself out of, so over time he adapted to survive; slowly, surely, tempering his primitive fire and latching onto the characteristics of the men and women he surrounded himself with.  Through constant exposure he learned how to be sly, calculating, conniving, charming.  He learned how to speak to people comfortably, to listen to them and ascertain their motives, to become savvy and affable as a keyhole to gain trust.  He eased his way in to a comfortable rapport with his syndicate.

And then, he escaped.

Many months of careful, critical planning and risk-assessment went into the night he silently stole away from Ul'Dah during the All Saint’s Wake festival.  He thought it fitting; the avenues decorated with ghosts as he too faded into one, absconding to wander alone the harsh deserts of Thanalan and beyond.  Fascinated with the world and all of it’s environments and people and nuances, Z'jai lived off the land and fended for himself for many years - exploring, honing his combat skills, and for a time selling his subterfuge talents to seek and destroy to the wrong people for the right price.  He has mostly made peace with his past and himself, and while his social and blade skills remain steadfast, his healing gifts mostly lie dormant as the negative and formative memories associated with them still rest heavy on his shoulders.

M U S I C

The Ever Expanding Time-Life Collection of Lizardsongs can be found here.  Tracks in no particular order or arrangement, but they all mean something in some aspect.

O O C

I'm open to anything that may provide potential quality RP with my character. If you are interested in my tol lizard and have any ideas to make them accidentally bump into each other or initiate contact, don't be afraid to reach me!  I'm happy to roleplay in-game or over Discord most anytime.

I'm not a shy person but I also want to respect other people's personal and social limits by not being too overbearing and "hi hi hi" all the time.  Just know you can message me anytime; I'm never bothered and welcome the interaction. <3 I thoroughly enjoy plot-building with others and creating meaningful storylines; I also truly love writing for Z'jai and will always jump at the opportunity to do so.

Similarly, I have a very thick skin and not much offends me, but please don't be a dick.  Let's all play nice~

C R E D I T

Thank you all for letting me use/alter your codes. If it weren't for you my wiki would not look how it does. ::■ Template was created by Bancroft Gairn. ::■ Adapted by Xheja Rajhera. ::■ Tabs by Unnamed Mercenary. ::■ Expanded bits and relationship color keys by Lucaell Tareth'eian. ::■ Music and OOC note by Glioca Sargonnai. ::■ Mashing everything together like a mad scientist by D'lyhhia Lhuil. Please remember to credit everyone when using this wiki. Thank you.