Nortyrzirn Iyrnblaet (Pronunciation: Nort-eer-zirn Eye-urn-blat), This is not a small Roe by any stretch of the imagination. At first glance one might only be willing to see a hulking beast of muscle, a veritable immovable object given that obviously sturdy build. He stands at least eight fulmes, probably a little over that, with wide shoulders and thick appendages. He appears Sea Wolf to most with his blue-grey skin, however those with a keen eye might take note of the red tones in his hair and the deep red shade of his eyes. He’s probably a halfbreed. Beyond that he has no natural buoyancy, his build is as solid as it appears, and he’ll sink like a stone in deep water.
Those who are sensitive to one’s natural aura might notice the man’s calmness, obviously very slow to anger. His patience stretches far and long, and he seems capable of taking a considerable amount of stress under any situation before reacting. Physically he shows great care in his movements, never moving too fast nor using too much strength to complete any task and shows a constant concern for the world around him as if afraid he might break something.
He is most often garbed in leather Puller’s gear, well-worn tired. This outfit carries the scents of the water, rivers, lakes, and the ocean. Some may deem this overpowering – a very obvious smell that follows the Roe everywhere. When he is not in his Puller’s garb, he can sometimes be seen wearing a bold red overcoat and red glasses, making him a standout figure in a crowd.
Nortyrzirn’s body shape is heavily-muscled and solid. A large figure. He is a lot heavier than he seems (and he seems heavy to begin with). There are some areas where the muscle is seemingly softer or perhaps…thicker. Certainly he’s not letting himself go at all, right? His skin is a rich shade of blue-grey, reminding most of the sea, however the flesh is also slightly rough to the touch and seems to emit natural heat like a furnace.
His hair and eyes are more noticeably Hellsguard in origin – black hair, thick like a wolf, with streaks of natural red, and deep red eyes that seem to flicker like slow dying embers. These are a far cry from other Sea Wolves. Less noticeable is his weight, his muscles dense enough that he is almost incapable of swimming in deeper waters. Hellsguard tend to have denser muscle structures than their Sea Wolf brothers.
He dons a scar on his face, old and weathered though fairly noticeable. Three claw marks tear down the left side of his jaw, from his cheekbone down, leaving track marks through his beard. His nose seems crooked, as if it has been broken more than once and wasn’t healed right. He’s missing half of his right middle finger. The skin along his knuckles is raw and worn and unpleasantly rough to the touch.
Calm. Patient. Constant. Zirn is a man of seemingly unending patience. He is content to remain quiet and watch, or keep himself busy with even the most menial tasks, though he’s quick (and quite happy) to strum up a conversation or meet those around him. He shows no outward desire for combat nor does he openly display desires of lust or fleshy wants. Overall he seems to be a very passive, relaxed man.
In private, however, one might discover that he’s quite boisterous. He enjoys physical contact (sexual or platonic) and seems content to talk about everything or nothing.
He has a natural, kneejerk protective instinct. He will actively and swiftly put himself between danger and those he deems innocent, and has found himself in heaps of trouble more than once for this behavior.
This is a list of the Companions that Zirn can often be found with.
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Publically, Zirn’s combat style is unknown. He is rarely found in situations that cause him to be aggressive, and during those rare times that he is he handles the situation swiftly. It is rarer still to find him casting magic.
Nortyrzirn was raised among Hellsguard and grew up learning their combat styles. Spending many years of his life fighting the Voidsent beside his brothers-in-arms, his fighting style evolved according to those he would often find at his side. With few comrades in battle, his style was defensive – he favored shields crafted of aetherically charged metal. During larger fights where he had more numbers on his side, he became more aggressive and left his shield behind to have better control of his blade. Regardless of this, all Hellsguard use magic as a natural part of their combat style, typically fire as it is the most common Aether Element available in the deep reaches of the Spine.
Zirn’s grasp of magic is, comparatively, weak. Many of his brothers and those of his clan favored magic over steel, though he had no doubt of his place among them. He has a strong respect for mages of all kinds, and deems to never use his skills in combat against an ally – even for sparring. There were always plenty of Voidsent to practice one’s skills against.
Even among his own kind, however, Zirn was always the slowest to resort to violence. Because of this he has been called cowardly, especially once he left his home to explore the world outside of the Spine. It is very easy to misconstrue his lack of desire for combat as fearful, cowardly, or even pacifistic, however those who know the man well understand that he has seen more than enough violence in his life.
Nortyrzirn was born between a pureblooded Hellsguard, and a halfbreed Sea Wolf. His father, Iron Blood, had lost his mate, Furious Mountain, years before during a battle with the Voidsent. Together, the pair had four children of pure Hellsguard blood. However it was during a trip away from the Spine that Iron Blood met Agatberk Byldaegwyb, a young half-blooded Sea Wolf woman. It was after a night of drinking that Nortyrzirn was conceived, and nearly a year later that he was born. Agatberk was young, free spirited, and not ready for motherhood. She tracked down Iron Blood, gave the newborn to him, and promptly left the pair to their fate.
Iron Blood gave his new son the name Nortyrzirn to honor his Sea Wolf origins, and the color of his skin. The name translated to Northern Fury, homage to his late mate. Sadly, however, even from the time he was born, Nortyrzirn was seen only as a motherless halfblood. His own brothers refused to see him as kin, and for many years while growing up, only his father looked at him with affection. However Zirn was a calm and curious soul and, over many years, grew on the other members of his father’s clan. He was taught proper combat against the Voidsent, and proved himself to be a valuable defender. Eventually even his brothers came to accept him.
At the age of thirty, Nortyrzirn lost his father to age. Despite knowing that he was still accepted among his clan, the man chose to take his leave to explore the world outside of the Spine for the first time. He left behind his defender’s helmet as a promise to his clan that his spirit would always return to protect them no matter what.
His first years out in the vast world were difficult. His patience was tested in new ways, along with his will and his abilities. He had nobody to call friend or comrade, and spent more than a few nights hungry. However he chooses to believe it was by the Twelve’s will that he wandered upon Viverelle’s Bordello… He had never seen a proper whore house before, and his first reaction was disgust that anyone would sell their bodies so readily. Though he had no desire to pay for the services of another body, he got a room for the night and shortly after he laid down to rest became aware of a commotion from one of the other rooms. He barged in to find a man trying to harm one of the Courtesans with a knife, and threw himself into the fray without thought.
After subduing the assailant, he helped to calm the wounded Courtesan and met Viverelle for the first time. She was a strong woman with a dominating presence, and though she was not a Roe woman by blood, Zirn couldn’t help but think she had the spirit of one. She offered Nortyrzirn a job as a guard for her Courtesans, with room and board. Though still uneasy at the idea of selling oneself for money, he didn’t pass up the opportunity and agreed to guard them.
It didn’t take long for Zirn to come to realize that Viverelle and her Courtesans were more of a close family than much else. The men and women who offered themselves seemed proud to do so, and seemed to love their job. Many of them bore difficult pasts, but seemed more than happy with where they ended up. During nights where a Courtesan didn’t have a client, many came to Zirn’s bed for company and a warm body to sleep beside, so used to having another in their bed.
Zirn remained at the Bordello for several years, finding peace and happiness among his little mismatched family. However one-by-one, the Courtesans left in search of the next chapter of their life. Some found proper mates, some sought adventure, others just deemed it time to move on. Eventually Viverelle closed down the Bordello with the desire to return to her home proper, which left Zirn with a need to move on.
One of the Courtesans had kept in contact with Nortyrzirn after he had left south to Eorzea in search of a new life. When the letters ceased, Zirn went to investigate and was saddened to find his friend had left the world of the living. After seeing to a proper burial, he met his first friend in Eorzea, a young Miqo’te who seemed rather happy at the Roe’s very presence. At this time, the man has deemed there to be no reason to leave, and has taken up fishing to keep his coin purse full.
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