Luze Wyrth
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Luze is the epitome of "Wayward"- a Raen conjurer of Doma, turned refugee black mage- he is constantly moving. Emotionally jaded and fairly rude; Luze may be one of the skeeviest black mages around; at least, without some world-ending fantasy. He works on his own agenda, and will usually only move if it benefits himself in some way. Too agitated by consistent displacement, he prefers tangible and permanent rewards. That being said, those he cares about can always expect some kind of readiness. The snark, however, will never leave.
Eldest son of the Wyrth family, an order of Raen conjurers who took the religion of the Steppes to Doma. Unlike their underwater counterparts, Luze and his family never integrated the idea of the kami into their rituals and practiced traditional medicine as they believed the Dawn Father would have approved. The eldest of seven sons to one father (Whom had many a concubine)- was destined to follow in his father's footsteps.
The same footsteps that would eventually mutate conjury into an art of torture when the Garlean armies arrived, viscounts and matriarchs come to destroy the monarchy of Doma itself. With the emperor dead, Luze's father had cowered to the will of the Garlean blade and lost sight of Azim himself. Eventually, Luze would defect from his father's orders in an attempt to defend the vision of his gods. In turn, he would lose his own when his father would send Garlean soldiers to hunt him down. In the assault, he loses his an eyesight to an ensign, a thaumaturge. Such an assault begins decades worth of rage and vengeance in the name of his god, his honor, and his people. Years later, he comes to Eorzea as a refugee, without home, family, and abandoned by the voice of his god. He finds comfort in the Ala Mhigans, and their description of Rhalgr. A god of war and lightning. A god of vengeance. Something which he could align himself with in an alien land. He joins the thaumaturge guild promptly after, eventually succumbing to the studies of Mhachi spellweavers and the ancient magics of Nald'thal. A vaguely godless man, who's emotional masks multiply with the stars, he takes heavy interest in the void and the beings which reside in the empty beyond. If he returns to Doma, he seeks to return with the powers of all things damned- a direct retaliation to the desecration of his conjury and a poetic revolt to the slaughter and entrapment of his countrymen. A talented liar, drinker, and gambler- Luze conceals his purposes and drives under coarse swears and ornery hostilities. How far the holy can fall, he'll say, before breaking into the rasping laughter of a man who thinks of the sentiment as chocobo shite. Very few have been known to pry the sincerity from his crooked hands, but those who succeed have found a companion for life.
Luze is an Au Ra of Raen heritage, and stands at a fairly moderate height of 6'9". He is not particularly strong; while sturdy in size. His hair varies from incredibly short, to a slight overgrowth. His outfits tend to be rather outrageous, from gambling coats to the incredibly sharp hat of a seasoned black mage. When not entirely covered, it becomes apparent that his hands and wrists show signs of heavy scarring and a few callouses. A victim to terrible habit, his voice often carries a sound of smoke damage mixed with the accent he picked up during his extended stay in Limsa Lominsa upon arriving in Eorzea.
As of late, he has taken to wearing the white furred robes of his conjury combined with the symbol of the white, or "True" griffin- a symbol of the Ala Mhighan resistance and Rhalgr himself. Aspects That Stand Out:
Luze is incredibly sleazy in his usual demeanor. When he's not too interested in making friends; every other word may be increasingly vulgar. Quick to insult, or rather, outright ignore problems and people. Those he like may be confronted with acceptable low levels of hostility. Headstrong and easily frustrated, Luze is quick to take and make challenges; much to everyone's chagrin.
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