Cenric Amaril

Cenric "Raz" Amaril
Gender	Male
Race	Hyur
Clan	Midlander
Citizenship	Limsa Lominsa
Age	18
Marital Status	Single
Occupation	Street runner, Mercenary, Honest businessperson!
Height/Weight	5'6" / 145-ish lbs
Orientation	Fluid
Namesday	11th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon

"M'salutations! Might'n I interest ye in one o'me many services?."

Cenric Amaril (pronounced ah-mah-ree. The L is silent) is a young Hyur hailing from Limsa Lominsa. Cenric is a spinner of tales and collector of secrets (see: gossip.) Because of spending his life on the streets, he's cunning and decisive, often leading people to believe whatever the situation calls for so that he might always have the upper hand. However, he doesn't always know his own mind, making him unpredictable. Despite seeming selfish and greedy at times, Cenric does genuinely care for other people, even if he does show it in an odd manner.

The man has a strange fixation with hats of all kind.

Basic Info

LIKES ■ ..Hats ■ Jewelry ■ Ale! ■ Music ■ The smell of the sea ■ Sleeping under the weather ■ Steaks ■ Rain and storms ■ Merrymaking ■ Travelling ■ Freedom ■ Probably the sound of his own voice ■ Handsome men! ■ Training ■ Dancing (Usually while drunk. Please restrain him for his own safety)

DISLIKES ■ Yarzon ■ Miteling ■ Cold weather ■ Self-righteousness ■ Arrogance ■ Politics ■ Gridania ■ (Secretly) being alone

OTHER ■ Alignment: Chaotic Good ■ Vice(s): Smokes. Occasionally uses recreational drugs. Drinks. Sex. ■ Favorite Food: Steak ■ Favorite Drink(s): Ale. Orange juice. ■ Favorite Color(s): Deep purples, reds and blacks.

Appearance & Personality

"I ain't that short."

Cenric, thinking of a new get-rich-quick scheme.

Appearance

Cenric stands slightly shorter than the average Midlander, with a slim frame and rough, lightly tanned skin. Perhaps his most striking feature are his eyes: one a dark shade of brown, the other a dark shade of purple. He makes an effort to keep clean and has surprisingly white teeth, and always wears a faint fragrance of lavender. His long hair is usually tied up and covered with some kind of headwear, and jewelry commonly adorns his person. He's possessed of light, scruffy body and facial hair, though he's anything but rugged. His face usually gives his young age away; something which he hates.

Personality

Cenric is very social and flamboyant, though not overbearingly so. He's happiest when his pockets are full of coin and he's drinking in good company, and will talk for bells about anything from nonsense to more serious topics (but not politics). He also has a tendancy to ramble, which some can find grating.

He's a flirt. A shameless flirt. He's also likely to get a little engrossed if he spies bare abs or pecs.

His demeanor is casual and laid back, making him easily approachable. Because of his worry-free attitude, people often make the assumption that he simply doesn't care. Despite his easy going demeanor, he's reluctant to talk about personal topics, and any who are wont to pry will discover that he's very skilled at deflecting such questions.

Cenric often (but not always) carries himself with a gaudy gait, his every movement a flourish. Most people think he's either eccentric or being cheap and showy. Both are probably correct.

He's been known to portray many different types of people in his 'employment' under Abiga, from well-spoken merchants to helpless farm-boys. Due to these years of indoctrination and conditioning, he sometimes has difficulty recognizing the core of his personality.

QUIRKS

"Might'n I trouble ye fer directions to the nearest hat shop? M'thanks!"

■ Absolutely loves hats

■ Frequently dyes his hair

■ Hoards things

■ Finds even the most awful jokes funny

Biography

History

"If this is about that time in th'brothel I've already told ye, I was there on business! N-not that kind o'business, ye blimmin' dolt!"

Cenric was born in the gutters on Limsa Lominsa, raised on the streets like so many other orphans. He has no memory of any family -- as far as he's concerned, they either died or simply left him. Most likely they were pirates -- more interested in raiding the seas than raising a child. Either way, he doesn't dwell on it much, accepting the fact as something he can't change.

Since he was a very young child he spent a lot of his time by the docks, begging for a few gil or doing odd jobs where he could. These odd jobs usually came from the various pirates and sea folk who flocked to Limsa, looking for someone to run their illicit goods in their stead. Eventually, he became familiar to the pirates who were based in his city. One such crew made a habit of offering him a safe floor to sleep on and some bread to eat, in return for scrubbing the decks of their ship, The Scoundrel's Lass, and whatever else they needed doing.

One of the pirates, a Keeper by the name of Khuma'z Amaril, acted as a sort of surrogate mother to him. It was from her that Cenric took his surname. While he was close to all of her crew, they had a closer relationship.

It was on the Scoundrel's Lass that he later met Carina, a kindly Arcanist who sought passage aboard the ship. She took a liking to him and, perhaps out of pity, offered to teach him how to read and write. This sparked an interest in him, and upon her return to Limsa Lominsa, continued to study his reading and writing skills.

For reasons he won't divulge he left Limsa just shy of his 17th year - without any real direction - and found himself in Thanalan, where he stayed in a smaller refugee camp. He'd do any jobs that needed doing, even though the pay was awful. Despite spending a year in the desert, he's never actually been to Ul'dah, and knows very little about the inner workings of the city.

Combat

"Er.."

Despite his martial inexperience, Cenric is quite talented with polearms. When he was younger he was taught some axe techniques; techniques which he is learning to apply with his weapon of choice.

Though he isn't aware, his latent ability to manipulate aether is fairly strong.

Relations And Rumors

RUMORS Some of these rumors are untrue or are greatly exaggerated. Please feel free to add your own rumors under PC! ◢ Common Rumors (Easily overheard) ■ "I heard the uncouth troublemaker steals from hard-working merchants. Pinches things from right under their noses, so I'm told. I'd watch your purse around that one." --Snobbish gossip ■ "Where can ya find Raz? Hah! Swimmin' in the Wench's swill, most like. Lad can put his cups away, I'll give 'im that." -- Tavern regular ■ "That one is an awful flirt, I'll tell ya. Spittin' words 'o honey at any 'n all handsome sailor or passerby. Can't deny that the rascal's grown handsome, though." -- Tavern wench ◢ Moderate Rumors (Moderately difficult to overhear) ■"He often buys trashy erotic novellas from me. Usually ones with pictures. Why, I've started setting some aside for him! Don't tell him I told you - he's like to blush something fierce, poor lad." -- Independent merchant ■ "Ah, I remember Raz. Scab, they use'ta call 'im, when he was a small lad. Always had scuffed 'n bloody knees." -- Peddler ◢ Rare Rumors (Very difficult or rarely overheard) ■ "Didn't he get his scar from Abiga? Y'know, the pirate lass who's as ruthless as the seventh bloody 'ell? Heard he bedded her fella. Hah! Bloody fool. Still, 'e got off lightly. Her fella, on the other 'and..." -- Dockworker ■ "He's nice enough, I suppose. Can't help but feelin' it's just a show, though. Somethin' in his eyes." -- Barkeep ◢ PC Rumors (Your characters') ■ "He's good. Oh aye, he's good. ...But he ain't as good as me." - Zhavi Streetrunner ■ "At least Kink is paranoid. Raz is... a little too cunning for his own good." - Osric Melkire ■ ■

RELATIONS ♥ Romantic Interest    ♥ Platonic Love    ● Good Standing    ● Neutral Standing    ● Poor Standing ● Zhavi Streetrunner - "Lass is a bloody nightmare. Fun t'get good n' drunk with, when we ain't paranoid of stabbin' each other." Employer. Raz and Zhavi were rival runners for a time, later resulting in a volatile relationship when they ran a job together for their respective employers. They hate each other. They kind of like each other. They love competing against each other. Time will tell how their relationship will end, but Raz is sure as hell coming out on top. ● Osric Melkire - "Don't rightly know what t'make o' the man just yet. Could be a good person t'have on me side. We'll see." Osric was the middleman in employing Cenric's services, but neither fully understands the others' true motive. With Cenric being owed a favour, their relationship could tip either way. ● Abiga - "Er.. Why's it yer askin' me, friend? M'just an aspirin' businessman, I am.." An old employer and an utterly ruthless smuggler. To say they parted on bad terms would be an enormous understatement. She made sure Raz had no chance surviving the underbelly of Limsa, and is part of the reason he left his home city. ● Khuma'z Amaril - "Ain't seen her since she 'n the crew were 'scripted to fight the Empire. Miss her sometimes, I do." Khuma'z Amaril was a middle-aged pirate who liked swinging an axe almost as big as her, and was something of a mother to Raz. She hasn't been seen since the Calamity and is assumed dead. ● Skit - "Fancy talkin' arse. Skit's a good one, and I won't hear nothin' what says otherwise." Long time friends. On-and-off lovers. The Seeker and Cenric are business acquaintances, but they usually spend their time together arguing or drinking.

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