Roronzi Yoyovachi

Roronzi Yoyovachi
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Gender	Male
Race	Hyur
Clan	Midlander
Citizenship	Unaffiliated
Place of Birth	La Noscea
Guardian	Oschon, The Wanderer
Nameday	Date Unknown (Age: 15)
Marital Status	Single. But he's also 15 so it shouldn't matter.
Occupation	Archer
Pronunciation	Ro-ron-zee Yoyo-vash-ee

Basic Info

"I ain't dyin' any time soon, like as not." —Roronzi Yoyovachi

Appearance

Height: 168cm / 5'6" Weight: Unknown Complexion:

Hair: Red Eyes: Left: Blue / Right: Lilac Particular Traits: Face and body covered in scars Voice: 15 year old prepubescent boy, sometimes his voice cracks. Clothing Style: Gridanian.

Laterality:

Tastes

Hobbies

• Archery training.

Likes

• Food, forests, swimming, airships, cats.

Dislikes

• Sudden loud noises, seafood (despite growing up in La Noscea), the cold.

Favorites

• Color: Yellow.
• Food: Apkallu Omelette.
• Drinks: Tea.
• Scent: Rain.
• Place: Gridania.
• Festival: Unknown.

Goals

• Furthering his Archery skills.

Alignment

Personality

Roronzi is mostly independent, though won't hesitate to ask for help should he need it. He is normally friendly but is easily embarrassed. He can have trouble initiating conversation at first, but once he starts talking most of his "err"s will stop. He is not normally confrontational, but when he is, it is hard for him to drop the subject or back down. He doesn't trust people very easily and although he will ask for help, he believes strongly in the idea that if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself. Just because he is friendly doesn't mean he trusts someone. He will hold grudges for a long time and is even hostile to those who remind him of someone he does not like. Previous run ins with Au Ra have rubbed him up the wrong way and as such he is rather bitter towards them; particularly Xaela.

Quirks

Nothing is known yet.

Flaws

• Loud, over enthusiastic, excitable, easily embarrassed, glutton for punishment.

Fears

• Being eaten, the dark, voidsent.

Talents

• Proficient in Archery.

Intelligence

• Basic spoken and written language.

Abilities and Skills

Personal

• Sewing, setting traps, making shelters.

Weapons

• Shortbow/Hora

Magic

• None

Crafting

Family and Relationships

Relatives

Sometimes he speaks about his Lalafell father and his three Lalafell brothers.

Positive

Minox Moks - one of the only Xaela he's met that he has decided he likes. R'theyara Zarh - Miqo'te that introduced him to coffee which subsequently kept him awake for 24 hours straight.

Neutral

Kazerou Sumeragi S'alyna Khen Zoia Nohr Lho'a Garanjy

Negative

Affiliations

Music Themes

Rumors

Note: This section is editable by anyone. Just keep in mind that the rumors here may be both true or false.

• "Saw 'im pass out cold af'er 'e accepted a drinkin' contes'. Bloody daft boy."
• "Half of those scars are from fights he didn't back down from."
• "S'funny whenever he gets mad his voice breaks, haha!"
• "Got a good heart, but he's too reckless fer his own good, ey."

History

His mother died while giving birth to him. She was a whore that worked in Limsa Lominsa and had no access to proper facilities; the father was doubtless some patron that she had entertained one night or another. He grew up with a family of lalafells in La Noscea. His foster father, Katonachi Yoyovachi, is the only parent in a house of four, not counting himself. It was not long after his mother had given birth that Katonachi came across her, crying babe in her lifeless arms. He had been no more than an acquaintance of hers yet he couldn't find it in himself to leave the child there. He was a Marauder and Roronzi looks up to him.

Roronzi took up the bow at a young age, and although still inexperienced, he is at least decent with a bow and is able to hold his own. He left home to train in Gridania at the Archers guild, and is since travelling on his own to further his skills with the bow. He does not doubt his abilities, but he does acknowledge that he has much to learn. He has only vague knowledge in hand-to-hand combat, having trained briefly in Ul'dah at the Pugilists guild.

The scars on his face were the result of a coeurl attack when he was younger, spared only by the intervention of his father. His wounds have since healed but that has not stopped him getting into trouble time and time again. His body houses all manners of different scars, some old, some new, slowly fading to time.

Other Notes

( You can usually find me hanging around at the Quicksand. I like to sit and watch people RP; I'm very shy so I don't usually initiate, but I'm working up the courage to. You're more than welcome to initiate something yourself, though! I don't bite. :D )

Wanted for Interesting Roleplay