|Citizenship||Residence in Ul'Dah|
|Age||22 (Unbeknownst to him)|
|Profession||Blue Mage/Thavnairian agent|
Blue magic, the alchemically induced sorcery over lesser souls. One boy managed to throw his destined life as a tribesman to become a powerful Blue Mage at a young age. He sold himself to the nation of Thavnair and rose through the ranks quickly. Coming to Eorzea was --at first-- a mission in a foreign land, however, he has found a strange fondness of the land.
Somewhat short. His age apparent on his face and such. Naturally his bubbly appearance seeps through into his demeaner. His shaggy head of purple hair a wonderful contrast to his gold eyes. His complexion is almost enough evidence he was from Thavnair.
From a young age, he managed to see a blue mage work near his clan. The Hyur showcased power over himself and others that Ari instantly fell fond over. He immediately threw away his fate of Tia and followed him back. Even if the journey was tough and the man didn't care for him, Ari managed to find the capital of Radz-at-Han. Following after he underwent the risky procedure of becoming a blue mage. His life was dedicated to Thavnair and molding his own fate with his power, casting aside simple joys until his adult years. He comes to Eorzea as an agent to await orders, and now he waits...
Joyous. Somewhat Naive. He honestly loves what he deems important more than anything. He is a tad strange to some, but is nothing if not earnest. Despite how young and bubbly he is, he does house a side most wouldn't see. This side is natural, or so he would argue, for one who has killed for a cause. He will follow orders as they are given to the letter. He has yet to find an order that clashes with what he deems important, so he doesn't mind yet. Taking a life is seen as necessary in most cases to him, a them or me mentality that he doesn't toil over.
Affiliations and Known Associates
Thavnair, The order of Blue Mages, Immortal Flames, Roaring Dawn
- Nicknames: None he would prefer over his name.
- Age: 22 (Unbeknownst to him)
- Nameday: Third day of the Umbral Fourth Moon
- Gender: Male
- Sexuality: Straight
- Marital Status: complicated
- Alignment: Neutral
- Height: 64.9 inches
- Weight: 126 .lbs
- Body: Lean
- Hair: Grey
- Eyes: Gold
- Skin: Tan
- Clothing: Traditional Thavnarian and somewhat flashy
- Rolandberry Lassi
- His looks
- Anything he deems important
- Doman culture
- Tribal life
- Theoretical situations
- Anything that is a threat to what he deems important
Areas of Expertise
- Martial: Swordsmanship
- Crafting: Alchemy
- Other: The unique sorcery known as Blue Magic
- Extremely efficient alchemically enhanced body
- Intense combat training/experience
- Bows. For real. He can't use 'em.
- The cold
Not very religious. He does not doubt their existence, he instead feels that they are more of a force of magic than deities to be worshiped.
Body is enhanced by alchemy, while optimizing his diet and what is metabolized and having extreme endurance, he simply can't get drunk without other alchemical alterations.
Blue light plate armor. Turban in the same Royal Blue color. His sword, chiseled from a magical crystal that is able to absorb lesser souls of creatures to help in learning spells. The blade is also possible of expelling aether at rapid speeds.
Some have seen the blue clad Miqo'te around Ul'Dah. Some residents of the quicksand can answer a few questions of him
- He craves Rolandberry Lassi too often
- His tail is not something to be trifled with
- He can't get drunk
- He is hunting thieves
- He has murdered someone in pearl lane
- His sword houses a voidsent (Baseless)
- He has been seen holding hands with a certain dark haired keeper.
- He owns a small bunny