Raving Raven
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The man known as THE RAVING RAVEN is a magitek engineer formerly serving the Garlean Empire, before becoming lost in Eorzea following the wake of the Calamity. He has made a small reputation for himself as a free-spirited adventurer, primarily in La Noscea and the Black Shroud, where his sharp eye and quick wit has netted him many a kill against wild game, beastmen, and criminals. His new life of adventure has led him on many an odd sun, including meeting a Lieutenant of the 81st Maelstrom Foreign Levy, and his new future among what could be an actual family...if they don't kill him for his past.
Raven is short for an Au Ra male, just above six fulms in height. His jet-black hair is commonly double-braided on both sides in the front, while the rest is kept swept back and spiky. Obsidian scales frame his face and beak-like nose, while the dravanian horns on the side of his head are focused forward, tipped with metal caps. He commonly dresses in coats left unopened, revealing his bare chest, with dark trousers and long boots to gird his legs. His jagged spade tail stands oddly still, a stoic among the otherwise jovial and constantly-smiling man.
Knowledgeable. Sarcastic. Willful. "Random" has also been a word commonly used to describe Raven, as the man seems content to ramble or engage in a sudden non-sequiter with little provocation. As of working with the 81st, he has seemed to settled down on this slightly, but still usually maintains a playful and teasing attitude, especially around those whom he might be able to verbally spar with. Those who engage with him long enough to see past this personality would find a man who has a burning passion for his work, and a desire to help others in his own, avant-garde way. Despite claims otherwise, he is known to be a risk-taker, and especially enjoys gambling, be it in Golden Saucer games, the results of his lab work, or (less often) fights for his life.
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