Born as "Scath'a Vahnax", to a pair of Garlean sympathizers in hiding near a Xaela clan in the Far East, Aether was groomed to be special. When he came of age, he was inducted into the garrison of a local Garlean outpost due to his mystical affinity. He discovered he could change his face with magic; appearing as anyone he wished. Groomed as a skilled Thaumaturge as well as trained in swordsmanship and subterfuge, Aether was deployed against rebel Doman cells, tasked with infiltrating their ranks and assassinating key leaders of the resistance.
When several refugee ships arrived in Eorzea, Aether was among them, disguised as a refugee himself. His particular target went to the Twelveswood, where he continued stalking his prey... until he made a grave error attempting to contact a more local Garlean Outpost. He was seen by his own kind, the refugees, and they fell upon him, their leader carving a deep butterfly scar into his cheek and throwing him into Haukke Manor as punishment, intending the Voidsent inside to devour him.Aether, however, did not die. Tormented, bled, and driven to madness, Aether's mind all but snapped, his memory hidden in the depths of his mind and his brains reduced to almost animalistic tendencies. His escape found himself hacking his way through voidsent, bathing in their blood, their very essence seeping into him; eventually, in later months, this would manifest as a minor link with a voidsent, and certain knowledge seeping into his mind allowing him access to void-spellwork. Eventually found by a pair of Lalafel brothers, Aether began his new life, taking "Aether Landon" as a false name. His first home was among an Au Ra tribe; his second, a band of thieves; his third, a self-made crew of murderers. Eventually, he wandered alone; his madness, ego, and prickly demeanor making it difficult for him to stick around for extended periods of time. A skilled black mage who is perfectly comfortable swinging a blade as well as magic, he is well equipped to handle adversity.
Standing five foot nine, Aether's skin is obviously tanned from hours spent in the sun but is also curiously ashen; a callback to his heritage as well as how he has forsaken the ways of his people. His hair is a wild mane of dark blue, with reddish streaks flowing through it. His torso is covered in a network of tattoos, which ignite with mystic light when he casts magic. His face is, in a word, attractive, yet carries a single hideous mar; a burn, a brand, in the shape of a butterfly, carved into his very flesh. His mischievous eyes are a burning gold, always watching your every move.
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Aether used to be a man who was ruled by his passions, swayed this way and that by his own whims... Until his emotions led him to being collared like an animal. Since that day, much changed within him, and he made one simple vow: "never again." Since his overcoming of his past traumas, Aether has become a much more stable and introspective individual. Where once he would leap into action based on emotion and raw passion, he is now considerably more cunning and calculative, even when apparently in the grip of more violent emotions.