MYR EL'IRE

always bite back.

( GOBLIN ✧ CRYSTAL ✧ NA )

'A CORNERED DOG ALWAYS BITES.' bastard with a bad attitude. adrenaline junkie with a long running losing streak. always open to interact WU/T'S ENCOURAGED. .

ahtu , they / he

USA , EST

goblin , crystal

Not always checking my screen when Myr's lurking about! If you haven't caught my attention, shoot me a /tell and I'll hop to ya
Myr has a 'bad' habit of listening in to conversations and scoping out nearby bystanders when he's lurking about, however this only applies when the RP tag is up.
Tag off? Nothing is remembered IC.
Always willing to talk about possible roleplays or plots over FFXIV or Discord. Please don't contact me through discord with unrelated matters.

in-game preferences ,

walk - up yes | tells yes | M-RP yes | e-rp situational

Mare synchronos?

selectively pairing
if we are interacting, send a /tell to trade

Topic Warning!

Myr is built heavily on a dark-fantasy and gritty style of writing, as such it is extremely possible topics may enter a darker angle including such things not limited to mentions of injury, murder, SA, near-death, and etc.
Please let me know at any time if you are uncomfortable, and I will avoid topics in rp

Always looking for long-term/story driven rp.
Chance encounters/walkups are ALWAYS welcome!Preferred Themes: Dark, Mature, in-depth and long-term character interactions, intrigue, gritty fantasy, action/combat, and anything interesting that might pop up along the way.
Writer and Character are 21+!

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general information • • •

• NAME Myr El'ire• AGE Thirty-Five• SPECIES Hyurian, Midlander• SEXUALITY Homosexual Demiromantic• RELATIONSHIP It's complicated. VERY.• AFFILIATIONS LT. for Big Dango FC, more +• OCCUPATION Sell-sword, For-Hire Mercenary, avid Pit-Fighter, and.... HR.• BIRTHPLACE Ishgard, Coerthas• ALIGNMENT True-Neutral, ISFJ• VOICE CLAIM this // Hawke DA2 - and this // Kiltro

TEETH STAINED RED. Myr El'ire is a cold fire of a man, bold and direct and never hesitant with his words, no matter how sharp they may be. He has quite the aggressive streak, often easily irritated by the simplest things, though it's hard to tell his "neutral" face from most other expressions thus far. Most well known for his sharp silver tongue, the only thing sharper being the teeth that lie behind curled lips. If you manage to pry past the general bad attitude, he's always up for an interesting conversation.

positive traits trait one, trait two, trait three, trait four, list some good things about your character negative traits trait one, trait two, trait three, trait four, list some bad things about your character

   constitution       ★★☆☆☆☆☆
   brawn       ★★★★★★☆
   dexterity       ★★★★★☆☆
   speed       ★★★☆☆☆☆
   intelligence       ★★★★☆☆☆
   wisdom       ★☆☆☆☆☆☆

likes red meats; dzo
likes getting into fights
likes sugar based sweets
likes cold weather

Occupationally, he's a for-hire mercenary, though currently employed as a Lieutenant for a mercenary company named Big Dango. How he possibly got a clean-uniformed promotion to that rank is anyone's best guess. When he's not busy hunting for work and odd jobs or tailing relentlessly after his Boss, he enjoys the occasional pastries and cheap [preferably free] drinks.

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look outward

   wits       ★☆☆☆☆
   charisma       ★★☆☆☆☆☆
   heart       ★★★★☆☆☆
   spirit       ★★★★★☆☆
   magic     ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
   focus       ★★★★★★☆

dislikes ocean + boats
dislikes mushrooms
dislikes Limsa Lominsa
dislikes being nagged

   height       5'5" // 165cm
   weight       156lbs // 71kg
   build       Athletic muscular | Lean yet well-built, bulky in the arms and torso with years of physical activity. Wide shoulders, with a notable taper inward at the waist.
   skin       Fair, pale freckles from sun exposure. Right side of face marred by burn scars trailing down the full of his left-side, body scattered with various scarring of old wounds. A rune-like tattoo spans his right arm and shoulder, a matching tattoo of a hawk curved down the side of his right pectoral.
   hair       Short cropped messily as if by hand, dark grey with black accents. Often kept shaven on the sides or choppy-short, rarely ever grown out past an ilm or two in length.
   eyes       L. half-fogged black | R. clouded blind-white
• scents Old leathers, cigarette smoke, woodsy musk and a lit of well-aged whiskey.

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Common Knowledge

( BASIC HOOKS )

NORTHERN

a long, long ways away from home.

you can hear it in his voice when he speaks -- Myr is not local. his accent is strange, a pattern of stuttered and fragmented syllables that blur together fast when he speaks. it's not Limsan, though at first it may seem so. it's structure is closer to the old pattern of farmers and huntsmen living in the colder sides of Coerthas. Not quite refined enough to be from the city, no, though those of the Brume would have no trouble understanding the odd dialect woven between words.

MARRED

too many stories, gouged one over the other over the other.

you see it when you first lay eyes on him, an artwork of old pain. layered in slashes and tears over one another, a ruined canvas of scars that leave no hint to what the skin might've looked like when younger. gashes to claw marks. stab wounds to bites. it's a mystery why he's never let them heal with aether.across the right shoulder, marred skin split -- something tried to bite off the limb, but did not succeed. his right knee, gnarled in a way that left the bone healed wrong. it settles in an unnatural way when he walks, like a dead legged limp. fingers are a mirrored piece, skin long since blistered to leather from something more toxic than flames, fingerprints gone along with the feeling of touch.

TANNED-HIDE

enough alteration can hide one's very flesh.

no space for freckles or marks to blossom, a patchwork of burns descends across his left side, tearing its way from his heel to the stretch of his face, red. It's left his right eye ghastly, glass. it's the oldest of the patchwork-mar, old slices layered above the leathered flesh.though his left was spared from the long past flames, Myr left no space spared from the dip of ink. mirroring the burns, the curve and spiral of tattoo ink covers the length of his left arm, branching up and outward from his shoulder with the feathers of a bird, and spanning down a slow dripped trail of his side.