Character Directory

• Mun Info
• Guinivere
• Galadriaux
• Incognito
• Nefer
• Sophrosyne
• Y'saei
• Utau
• Ren

Below you will find a list of active characters that I am currently seeking to write with. There are directory buttons to the left for fast navigation to any character and to OOC info at the bottom. You can click a character's name to be taken to their personal carrd if it is not under construction.There is no ordering hierarchy or list.As a writer, I prefer grimdark topics. Here is a list of trigger warnings you can expect on this/my character's carrd(s). Please keep yourself safe.

Guinivere comes from a long line of Ul'dahn country bumpkins. Her parents had a passion for carpentry, and turned their country poverty status into riches and fame through intelligent networking and marketing to the right clients. Their carpentry became renowned--only for a short amount of time. They endeavored to establish another settlement for refugees and the homeless, and to supply them with work so they can kickstart their lives. Her family flew a little too close to the sun with that one, as it would be taking from the coffers of people who aren't above a dirty deed.Guinivere's family was "disposed of" in a quiet manner, brushed under the rug with no justice ever to be found. Guinivere was left on her lonesome, being granted a chance to live through a noble sacrifice and a well-placed hiding spot. She made a living as a courtesan brokering information, because clients have the loosest lips. She was a skillful conwoman, learning how to use words and body language in just the right way to get the finances for her next meal and lodgings. She very skillfully became an expert escape artist when necessary, and survived despite the hardships and struggles she went through.Her exploits caught the eyes of a particular long-standing organized crime group, and she was inducted into the ranks. She was skeptical at first, but placed her faith in the Don of the mafia at the time. While skeptical and cautious, Guinivere does have loyalty for room and board, and whatever gets her a warm meal and cute clothes. A well-paying job with a boss she can put her faith in is an anchor for her--and one little Lalafell became her greatest anchor.Guinivere has been working for Diamante Nero since, and has no intentions of ever leaving. The work is something she can do without worry, and the pay is excellent. She's no stranger to doing unethical tasks, and has no qualms with abandoning morality for her next paycheck. Life is survival of the fittest, and Guinivere has struggled and raged at the bottom of the barrel for a long, long time. Now that she's in a comfortable position of luxury and indulgence, she has no desire to ever leave.Guinivere's a very colorful personality; she's loud, self-absorbed, and wants to do what she wants to do. She loves cute clothes and good food, and attention. Despite all that, Guinivere's bravado is faux, and while she is vain, it isn't to the extent she plays it as. Guinivere is still a girl underneath the jaded heart she has, and that heart still has kindness in it.It's just hard to find that kindness beneath the piles of cute clothes, snacks, expensive hygiene products, and jewelry!

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GUINIVERE BERN

FOR INFORMATION BROKERS; CRIMINALS; GIRLIEPOPS; DIVAS; COURTESANS

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Guinivere comes from a long line of Ul'dahn country bumpkins. Her parents had a passion for carpentry, and turned their country poverty status into riches and fame through intelligent networking and marketing to the right clients. Their carpentry became renowned--only for a short amount of time. They endeavored to establish another settlement for refugees and the homeless, and to supply them with work so they can kickstart their lives. Her family flew a little too close to the sun with that one, as it would be taking from the coffers of people who aren't above a dirty deed.Guinivere's family was "disposed of" in a quiet manner, brushed under the rug with no justice ever to be found. Guinivere was left on her lonesome, being granted a chance to live through a noble sacrifice and a well-placed hiding spot. She made a living as a courtesan brokering information, because clients have the loosest lips. She was a skillful conwoman, learning how to use words and body language in just the right way to get the finances for her next meal and lodgings. She very skillfully became an expert escape artist when necessary, and survived despite the hardships and struggles she went through.Her exploits caught the eyes of a particular long-standing organized crime group, and she was inducted into the ranks. She was skeptical at first, but placed her faith in the Don of the mafia at the time. While skeptical and cautious, Guinivere does have loyalty for room and board, and whatever gets her a warm meal and cute clothes. A well-paying job with a boss she can put her faith in is an anchor for her--and one little Lalafell became her greatest anchor.Guinivere has been working for Diamante Nero since, and has no intentions of ever leaving. The work is something she can do without worry, and the pay is excellent. She's no stranger to doing unethical tasks, and has no qualms with abandoning morality for her next paycheck. Life is survival of the fittest, and Guinivere has struggled and raged at the bottom of the barrel for a long, long time. Now that she's in a comfortable position of luxury and indulgence, she has no desire to ever leave.Guinivere's a very colorful personality; she's loud, self-absorbed, and wants to do what she wants to do. She loves cute clothes and good food, and attention. Despite all that, Guinivere's bravado is faux, and while she is vain, it isn't to the extent she plays it as. Guinivere is still a girl underneath the jaded heart she has, and that heart still has kindness in it.It's just hard to find that kindness beneath the piles of cute clothes, snacks, expensive hygiene products, and jewelry!

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GUINIVERE BERN

FOR INFORMATION BROKERS; CRIMINALS; GIRLIEPOPS; DIVAS; COURTESANS

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While Ishgard's doors were closed to the outside world and many resided within the keep during their war with the dragons, not every Ishgardian remained behind locked gates and frosted bridges. Galadriaux recalls very little from his childhood. His first memory is of slavery and being deemed a savage beast. Of physical labor and experimentation. Galadriaux's earliest concept of home is of a frozen wasteland across the salt, of tyrant regimes and power struggles for the throne. Of lab rat experimentation and torture devices.When he was young, he was conscripted as a lab experiment in Garlemald. His memories of it are foggy, as the days blended together and the tortures eventually did too. He got used to it eventually--jaded to the physical pain and mental degradation. He grew cold, cynical, and abrasive.Misbehaving meant discipline, and he didn't want to be disciplined in the facility he was housed in. That meant bad, bad things... so he behaved. Emotionless and obedient, Galadriaux gave the least amount of trouble to his handlers.This obedience flagged him as a military candidate, especially since he had shown precision with aiming and accuracy. While his experimentation continued, it shifted from one topic to the next. His case was focused on military armament, with an eventual goal of being inducted into the military as a marksman. When he grew old enough to fight, he was freed from the confines of the testing facility and given paltry freedoms as a footsoldier. He was skilled enough with firearms to make a name for himself, but climbing ranks as an Aan is very slow.But still, he fought. He obeyed. Disciplined and dedicated to his position, Galadriaux was deployed to the XIIth Legion, where he fought on Ala Mhigan soil to crush the rebellion. When the XIIth Legion was overrun by Eorzea's Champion, Galadriaux was spared a bloody end... and did not return to Garlemald.Galadriaux had no love for that country. He could not remember a home before it, but he did not believe Garlemald was his home. After all, an Aan is not from Garlemald, and he was made well aware of that. Through, perhaps, a chance encounter, a long-standing mafia offered him a chance at a second life. He weighed his options: Eorzea would shun him as a Garlean, because he would not be able to hide his status. The cultures are very different, and he would give himself away. But he would have freedom that he has never had before, and while the thought was tantalizing... he does not know if he wants freedom.The second option is to pledge allegiance to another dictator and fall in line once more. Familiar, comfortable, something he knows how to do. The organization proffered information about what it does and what it's goals are, including the gritty and the good.Having been given time to ponder his choice, Galadriaux accepted their offer a fortnight later. The benefits were handsome, and he would have an array of information at his disposal. They would assist him in learning whatever it is he wished to learn, and all he needed to give them was loyalty. It wasn't a bad deal, and he's quite content with his rank and rewards. Now he can research his origins and what life has to offer in relative peace.

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GALADRIAUX NERO

FOR GARLEANS; ISHGARDIANS; MARKSMEN; VILLAINS; ORGANIZED CRIME

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While Ishgard's doors were closed to the outside world and many resided within the keep during their war with the dragons, not every Ishgardian remained behind locked gates and frosted bridges. Galadriaux recalls very little from his childhood. His first memory is of slavery and being deemed a savage beast. Of physical labor and experimentation. Galadriaux's earliest concept of home is of a frozen wasteland across the salt, of tyrant regimes and power struggles for the throne. Of lab rat experimentation and torture devices.When he was young, he was conscripted as a lab experiment in Garlemald. His memories of it are foggy, as the days blended together and the tortures eventually did too. He got used to it eventually--jaded to the physical pain and mental degradation. He grew cold, cynical, and abrasive.Misbehaving meant discipline, and he didn't want to be disciplined in the facility he was housed in. That meant bad, bad things... so he behaved. Emotionless and obedient, Galadriaux gave the least amount of trouble to his handlers.This obedience flagged him as a military candidate, especially since he had shown precision with aiming and accuracy. While his experimentation continued, it shifted from one topic to the next. His case was focused on military armament, with an eventual goal of being inducted into the military as a marksman. When he grew old enough to fight, he was freed from the confines of the testing facility and given paltry freedoms as a footsoldier. He was skilled enough with firearms to make a name for himself, but climbing ranks as an Aan is very slow.But still, he fought. He obeyed. Disciplined and dedicated to his position, Galadriaux was deployed to the XIIth Legion, where he fought on Ala Mhigan soil to crush the rebellion. When the XIIth Legion was overrun by Eorzea's Champion, Galadriaux was spared a bloody end... and did not return to Garlemald.Galadriaux had no love for that country. He could not remember a home before it, but he did not believe Garlemald was his home. After all, an Aan is not from Garlemald, and he was made well aware of that. Through, perhaps, a chance encounter, a long-standing mafia offered him a chance at a second life. He weighed his options: Eorzea would shun him as a Garlean, because he would not be able to hide his status. The cultures are very different, and he would give himself away. But he would have freedom that he has never had before, and while the thought was tantalizing... he does not know if he wants freedom.The second option is to pledge allegiance to another dictator and fall in line once more. Familiar, comfortable, something he knows how to do. The organization proffered information about what it does and what it's goals are, including the gritty and the good.Having been given time to ponder his choice, Galadriaux accepted their offer a fortnight later. The benefits were handsome, and he would have an array of information at his disposal. They would assist him in learning whatever it is he wished to learn, and all he needed to give them was loyalty. It wasn't a bad deal, and he's quite content with his rank and rewards. Now he can research his origins and what life has to offer in relative peace.

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GALADRIAUX NERO

FOR GARLEANS; ISHGARDIANS; MARKSMEN; VILLAINS; ORGANIZED CRIME

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It is increasingly more common for people to decide how they want to live their lives nowadays. However, some clans still exist where futures are decided at birth. Incognito belonged to one such clan; shadows without names that serve the current kingpin of a long-standing mafia organization. Incognito's clan members do not get to pick their loyalties, they are born into the loyalties of predecessors. Incognito is one such son.Born to an assassin that serves his King fervently, Incognito was trained in the shadows. Trained to  become  a shadow. And he did. He specializes in esponiage missions and taking opponents unawares; while he can hold his own in a direct confrontation, he is a specialized unit that excels in darkness and obscurity.He is steadfastly loyal to the Don of Diamante Nero, no matter who it is. While a person does exist beneath the mask, it is never priority--never important. Just a shadow that mimics the Don's every move. That disposes of the Don's trash. That escorts goods and supplies to and fro.Incognito, behind the mask, counts himself quite lucky that he adores his King. He will serve until his dying breath. Some members of his clan were not lucky enough to be blessed with adoring the master they serve.Underneath it all, Incognito is a sarcastic, witty, uncooperative asshole. He subscribes to dry humor, and loves a little banter. He's an avid reader and swimmer, and loves a good hike. Surprisingly fashionable, and does shop around for clothing that suits his preferences.He is marginally normal beneath the mask, it seems.

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INCOGNITO

FOR VILLAINS; ASSASSINS; SPIES; INFORMATION BROKERS

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It is increasingly more common for people to decide how they want to live their lives nowadays. However, some clans still exist where futures are decided at birth. Incognito belonged to one such clan; shadows without names that serve the current kingpin of a long-standing mafia organization. Incognito's clan members do not get to pick their loyalties, they are born into the loyalties of predecessors. Incognito is one such son.Born to an assassin that serves his King fervently, Incognito was trained in the shadows. Trained to  become  a shadow. And he did. He specializes in esponiage missions and taking opponents unawares; while he can hold his own in a direct confrontation, he is a specialized unit that excels in darkness and obscurity.He is steadfastly loyal to the Don of Diamante Nero, no matter who it is. While a person does exist beneath the mask, it is never priority--never important. Just a shadow that mimics the Don's every move. That disposes of the Don's trash. That escorts goods and supplies to and fro.Incognito, behind the mask, counts himself quite lucky that he adores his King. He will serve until his dying breath. Some members of his clan were not lucky enough to be blessed with adoring the master they serve.Underneath it all, Incognito is a sarcastic, witty, uncooperative asshole. He subscribes to dry humor, and loves a little banter. He's an avid reader and swimmer, and loves a good hike. Surprisingly fashionable, and does shop around for clothing that suits his preferences.He is marginally normal beneath the mask, it seems.

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INCOGNITO

FOR VILLAINS; ASSASSINS; SPIES; INFORMATION BROKERS

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Born to a merchant tycoon and Sharlayan researcher, Nefer was the middle of three children. An older brother and a younger brother that she loved to bits and pieces. It didn't last very long, though. Childhood was blissfully swift. Their father, the Sharlayan, was murdered when they were young. The eldest of the three kids was already claimed by a dark organization that their mother wanted no part of, so instead of abandoning one child to it's fate, she abandoned all three. Nefer had the opportunity to live in luxury and riches, but she declined. She knew she wanted to be a merchant like her mother. She wanted riches and power, and learnt what she could from her mother, and from her father's organization.The organization offered to take her in, but she declined. She would not learn what she needed to while there. She asked only for passage and entry to Thavnair, and then requested that she be left to poverty. Which they honored, and she struggled. She didn't eat every day, but she learned many trades and worked where she could, surviving however she can. Eventually, Nefer anchored an apprenticeship with a jewelrysmith. She absorbed every piece of knowledge and teaching like a sponge. Nefer's rise to power was a long process, but she was ruthless, ambitious, determined, and cruel.She established herself as a competitive merchant in Thavnair peddling jewelry and gems, and expanded her horizons to clothing and fabrics. She dabbled in other wares like spices, herbs, and other materials, and when she was proficient and well stocked enough to venture out, she went to establish herself in Ul'dah. She returned home and put her name on the chopping block near immediately--Nefer is a flashy woman and encroached on territory that wasn't hers. Despite ensuing power struggles and attempts on lives, Nefer managed to come out on top with bloodied hands and dirty money.She now wiles her days away living in the lap of luxury and riches, ever shooting for more wealth, greeding with the best of them. This woman is ruthless, and financially obsessed. If she can control several markets, she would. And she tries. She's competitive, and will fight dirty. After all, wealth is power, and she loves power.

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NEFER AIHARA

FOR MERCHANTS, VILLAINS, TRADESMEN, CRAFTSMEN

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Born to a merchant tycoon and Sharlayan researcher, Nefer was the middle of three children. An older brother and a younger brother that she loved to bits and pieces. It didn't last very long, though. Childhood was blissfully swift. Their father, the Sharlayan, was murdered when they were young. The eldest of the three kids was already claimed by a dark organization that their mother wanted no part of, so instead of abandoning one child to it's fate, she abandoned all three. Nefer had the opportunity to live in luxury and riches, but she declined. She knew she wanted to be a merchant like her mother. She wanted riches and power, and learnt what she could from her mother, and from her father's organization.The organization offered to take her in, but she declined. She would not learn what she needed to while there. She asked only for passage and entry to Thavnair, and then requested that she be left to poverty. Which they honored, and she struggled. She didn't eat every day, but she learned many trades and worked where she could, surviving however she can. Eventually, Nefer anchored an apprenticeship with a jewelrysmith. She absorbed every piece of knowledge and teaching like a sponge. Nefer's rise to power was a long process, but she was ruthless, ambitious, determined, and cruel.She established herself as a competitive merchant in Thavnair peddling jewelry and gems, and expanded her horizons to clothing and fabrics. She dabbled in other wares like spices, herbs, and other materials, and when she was proficient and well stocked enough to venture out, she went to establish herself in Ul'dah. She returned home and put her name on the chopping block near immediately--Nefer is a flashy woman and encroached on territory that wasn't hers. Despite ensuing power struggles and attempts on lives, Nefer managed to come out on top with bloodied hands and dirty money.She now wiles her days away living in the lap of luxury and riches, ever shooting for more wealth, greeding with the best of them. This woman is ruthless, and financially obsessed. If she can control several markets, she would. And she tries. She's competitive, and will fight dirty. After all, wealth is power, and she loves power.

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NEFER AIHARA

FOR MERCHANTS, VILLAINS, TRADESMEN, CRAFTSMEN

SEEKING

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A Sharlayan born Miqo'te that ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time, lending to a radical change in her fate. Sophrosyne was a sophisticated young lady with a special interest in combat analysis and bladed weaponry. She didn't want to fight, but rather, to study fighters and help improve their form, techniques, and abilities. She wanted to be the one to analyze you when you feel like you've hit a wall and need a mentor to help you progress. Sophrosyne has a keen and discerning eye, and that made her an attractive tool to use. Which her parents gladly took advantage of. Anthropologists with delusions of grandeur and open-racism, they ventured out of Sharlayan and sailed to Eorzea to study the lifeforms there.As year one of a multi-year long expedition came to pass, tragedy struck. Ambushed by bandits and slavers, Sophrosyne was separated from her parents and sold as inventory. She passed hands several times before she was "liberated" by the Y clan. They raised Sophrosyne like she was their own, and she hated every second of it. She behaved and integrated well, but she couldn't wait to find an opportunity to leave.The cultures and customs were far too different for her liking. She appreciated an opportunity to appraise and discern the combat ability of the Seeker huntresses, but it was not nearly enough and the culture shock was overwhelming. She spent time with the Y clan, biding her time, and preparing for a long journey away. She spent much longer than she would have liked, however. She unbeknownstly stayed with the Y clan until she was of age to breed, and stayed for a breeding cycle.She mothered one son, and did not wish to mother more. So, with her infant son and modest belongings, she fled as north as north goes, all the way to the rime-laden frostlands of Coerthas. And it is there that she made a living for a year, spilling blood into the snow as a huntress undeniable. The trail of blood she left in her wake alerted a long-standing mafia organization to her skills, and she negotiated a very comfortable job for herself.Relocating to Ul'dah and the Sun's warmth again, she devoted herself to work while raising her son. And she is the happiest she's ever been. She has no intentions of ever leaving the Mafia she and her son have pledged allegiance to. She has the funding and knowledge to do what she's always wanted to do, and the safety and security to do it freely. Why would she ever want for anything else?After all, having powerful connections makes it easier for her to study. And with plenty of combatants at her disposal, she has practice at her fingertips. It's the dream!

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SOPHROSYNE GALLIA

FOR COMBATANTS; MERCENARIES; WEAPONSMITHS; CRIMINALS; VILLAINS

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A Sharlayan born Miqo'te that ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time, lending to a radical change in her fate. Sophrosyne was a sophisticated young lady with a special interest in combat analysis and bladed weaponry. She didn't want to fight, but rather, to study fighters and help improve their form, techniques, and abilities. She wanted to be the one to analyze you when you feel like you've hit a wall and need a mentor to help you progress. Sophrosyne has a keen and discerning eye, and that made her an attractive tool to use. Which her parents gladly took advantage of. Anthropologists with delusions of grandeur and open-racism, they ventured out of Sharlayan and sailed to Eorzea to study the lifeforms there.As year one of a multi-year long expedition came to pass, tragedy struck. Ambushed by bandits and slavers, Sophrosyne was separated from her parents and sold as inventory. She passed hands several times before she was "liberated" by the Y clan. They raised Sophrosyne like she was their own, and she hated every second of it. She behaved and integrated well, but she couldn't wait to find an opportunity to leave.The cultures and customs were far too different for her liking. She appreciated an opportunity to appraise and discern the combat ability of the Seeker huntresses, but it was not nearly enough and the culture shock was overwhelming. She spent time with the Y clan, biding her time, and preparing for a long journey away. She spent much longer than she would have liked, however. She unbeknownstly stayed with the Y clan until she was of age to breed, and stayed for a breeding cycle.She mothered one son, and did not wish to mother more. So, with her infant son and modest belongings, she fled as north as north goes, all the way to the rime-laden frostlands of Coerthas. And it is there that she made a living for a year, spilling blood into the snow as a huntress undeniable. The trail of blood she left in her wake alerted a long-standing mafia organization to her skills, and she negotiated a very comfortable job for herself.Relocating to Ul'dah and the Sun's warmth again, she devoted herself to work while raising her son. And she is the happiest she's ever been. She has no intentions of ever leaving the Mafia she and her son have pledged allegiance to. She has the funding and knowledge to do what she's always wanted to do, and the safety and security to do it freely. Why would she ever want for anything else?After all, having powerful connections makes it easier for her to study. And with plenty of combatants at her disposal, she has practice at her fingertips. It's the dream!

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SOPHROSYNE GALLIA

FOR COMBATANTS; MERCENARIES; WEAPONSMITHS; CRIMINALS; VILLAINS

SEEKING

PLEASE NOTE: THIS CHARACTER IS NOT MEANT TO BE REDEEMABLE. THIS CHARACTER EXPLORES THE UTMOST WORST CONCEPTS OF SCIENTIFIC DISCOVERY. THIS CHARACTER HAS NO REGARD FOR HUMAN LIFE. THIS CHARACTER IS A LEGITIMATE DICTIONARY CASE OF A PSYCHOPATH. PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION. THIS CHARACTER IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. IF YOU ARE BOTHERED BY NAZI GERMANY SCIENTISTS, YOU WILL ABHOR THIS CHARACTER.

Y'saei's mother, a Sharlayan born Miqo'te was transferred to the Y clan in Ul'dah. She hated her life in the clan and their customs. So, she fled the clan just shortly after giving birth to her first son. The pair fled as far north as they could go, far away from the Sun itself and deep into the northern snows. Despite being a Sharlayan, a Seeker Huntress does not ignore the call for blood--it must have been her time in Ul'dah that awakened this bloodlust. Y'saei's mother, under a new name, built a reputation for herself as she raised her child amdist blood-soaked snows. Her reputation preceeded her, and landed her in a position of power in a long-standing mafia organization.As a child, Y'saei had gotten himself involved in the Research and Development part of this organization. He was taken under the wing of the Captain of this department, and ended up exposed to a number of disturbing concepts. Perhaps he was born disturbed, perhaps something in him snapped? No one is quite sure. Despite being a kitten no more than 7 winters old, Y'saei's understanding and concept of the body and scientific experimentation was staggering.Fathering even more grotesque research as he got older, Y'saei made several breakthrough discoveries as a scientist for Diamante Nero. As he grew older, his contributions could not be ignored. He was approached about ascending to captain status, but he was first instructed to complete studies in Sharlayan. It would behoove him to have that type of boon, and so he set off for Sharlayan. It took him a few turns, but he completed his studies and attained Archonship with a thesis in Bone Marrow Transplants. Upon returning home: he ascended to Captain of the Research and Development faction in Diamante Nero, and continued to amuse himself with the whims of his fancies.It, unfortunately, just so happens that Y'saei fancies torture. On top of conducting unethical and vile experiments, he finds joy in torturing others. He derives no pleasure from it, mind you. He simply finds it fascinating and thought-provoking to study peoples reactions and their physical limits.There is no one safe from torture, be they child, adult, or elder. Be they man, woman, or anything inbetween. At least his victims get breaks to recover when he wants to read his shitty romance novels.

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Y'SAEI SOPHROSYNE

FOR VILLAINS; TABOO EXPERIMENTATION; INSANE RESEARCHERS; NSFL

NSFL = NOT SAFE FOR LIFE; VERY DARK AND/OR TOXIC GENRES

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PLEASE NOTE: THIS CHARACTER IS NOT MEANT TO BE REDEEMABLE. THIS CHARACTER EXPLORES THE UTMOST WORST CONCEPTS OF SCIENTIFIC DISCOVERY. THIS CHARACTER HAS NO REGARD FOR HUMAN LIFE. THIS CHARACTER IS A LEGITIMATE DICTIONARY CASE OF A PSYCHOPATH. PLEASE PROCEED WITH CAUTION. THIS CHARACTER IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. IF YOU ARE BOTHERED BY NAZI GERMANY SCIENTISTS, YOU WILL ABHOR THIS CHARACTER.

Y'saei's mother, a Sharlayan born Miqo'te was transferred to the Y clan in Ul'dah. She hated her life in the clan and their customs. So, she fled the clan just shortly after giving birth to her first son. The pair fled as far north as they could go, far away from the Sun itself and deep into the northern snows. Despite being a Sharlayan, a Seeker Huntress does not ignore the call for blood--it must have been her time in Ul'dah that awakened this bloodlust. Y'saei's mother, under a new name, built a reputation for herself as she raised her child amdist blood-soaked snows. Her reputation preceeded her, and landed her in a position of power in a long-standing mafia organization.As a child, Y'saei had gotten himself involved in the Research and Development part of this organization. He was taken under the wing of the Captain of this department, and ended up exposed to a number of disturbing concepts. Perhaps he was born disturbed, perhaps something in him snapped? No one is quite sure. Despite being a kitten no more than 7 winters old, Y'saei's understanding and concept of the body and scientific experimentation was staggering.Fathering even more grotesque research as he got older, Y'saei made several breakthrough discoveries as a scientist for Diamante Nero. As he grew older, his contributions could not be ignored. He was approached about ascending to captain status, but he was first instructed to complete studies in Sharlayan. It would behoove him to have that type of boon, and so he set off for Sharlayan. It took him a few turns, but he completed his studies and attained Archonship with a thesis in Bone Marrow Transplants. Upon returning home: he ascended to Captain of the Research and Development faction in Diamante Nero, and continued to amuse himself with the whims of his fancies.It, unfortunately, just so happens that Y'saei fancies torture. On top of conducting unethical and vile experiments, he finds joy in torturing others. He derives no pleasure from it, mind you. He simply finds it fascinating and thought-provoking to study peoples reactions and their physical limits.There is no one safe from torture, be they child, adult, or elder. Be they man, woman, or anything inbetween. At least his victims get breaks to recover when he wants to read his shitty romance novels.

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Y'SAEI SOPHROSYNE

FOR VILLAINS; TABOO EXPERIMENTATION; INSANE RESEARCHERS; NSFL

NSFL = NOT SAFE FOR LIFE; VERY DARK AND/OR TOXIC GENRES

SEEKING

Not much is known about this woman. Utau Hoshina is a bit of a mystery and has done very well keeping herself plain and unassuming. All texts and scrolls about the life she led are modest and humble, no grand schemes for fame.She was sold into Garlean Research as a child. Utau was placed in the Resonant concentration studies, where scientists endeavored to implant successful Resonance into individuals. It was a long, grueling process, and her childhood was filled with nothing but torture as her body and soul were mangled in the experiments.It seems she survived, though, and eventually freed herself from the Garlean Regime. She fled to Ul'dah and built a modest life for herself there. She mothered one child, and made her life as a mildly successful merchant that peddled monster parts. She obtained her wares by hand, wielding a Gunblade, and refined the parts or sold them raw.Eventually, her life was snuffed out in a homicide. The killer was never apprehended, and Utau's case was never solved...A marvelously fabricated case, if she says so herself. Brutal stabbings and a beheading of a modest merchant will eventually be brushed to the wayside in this gruesome world, while her rumor will always circulate with the rest of the rumors, any meaningful journalist would be hard-pressed to pursue this little ghost.With her name in a book of the deceased, it pulls attention away from her, keeping her position as the Don of a long-standing Ul'dahn Mafia much more secure. And rule she did, for many centuries. Until recently, she stepped down and entrusted her organization to her successor--a small Veena with much potential that she groomed by hand to play the part perfectly.Now that she's retired, she finally has a chance to do all the things she never could. Costa Del Sol, here she comes!

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UTAU HOSHINA

FOR ORGANIZED CRIME BOSSES; OVERPOWERED CHARACTERS; PLOTS NEEDING AN ANTAGONIST

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Not much is known about this woman. Utau Hoshina is a bit of a mystery and has done very well keeping herself plain and unassuming. All texts and scrolls about the life she led are modest and humble, no grand schemes for fame.She was sold into Garlean Research as a child. Utau was placed in the Resonant concentration studies, where scientists endeavored to implant successful Resonance into individuals. It was a long, grueling process, and her childhood was filled with nothing but torture as her body and soul were mangled in the experiments.It seems she survived, though, and eventually freed herself from the Garlean Regime. She fled to Ul'dah and built a modest life for herself there. She mothered one child, and made her life as a mildly successful merchant that peddled monster parts. She obtained her wares by hand, wielding a Gunblade, and refined the parts or sold them raw.Eventually, her life was snuffed out in a homicide. The killer was never apprehended, and Utau's case was never solved...A marvelously fabricated case, if she says so herself. Brutal stabbings and a beheading of a modest merchant will eventually be brushed to the wayside in this gruesome world, while her rumor will always circulate with the rest of the rumors, any meaningful journalist would be hard-pressed to pursue this little ghost.With her name in a book of the deceased, it pulls attention away from her, keeping her position as the Don of a long-standing Ul'dahn Mafia much more secure. And rule she did, for many centuries. Until recently, she stepped down and entrusted her organization to her successor--a small Veena with much potential that she groomed by hand to play the part perfectly.Now that she's retired, she finally has a chance to do all the things she never could. Costa Del Sol, here she comes!

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UTAU HOSHINA

FOR ORGANIZED CRIME BOSSES; OVERPOWERED CHARACTERS; PLOTS NEEDING AN ANTAGONIST

SEEKING

A Sharlayan with a knack for healing and caring after the wounded. Uses aetherical healing, called "aether stitches" (inspiration: nen stitches) to mend wounds that normally wouldn't be mendable even with curing magicks. Consumed by an overwhelming wanderlust, all this Sharlayan wanted to do was wander the world, explore ruins, get lost in new lands and cultures, and heal the sick with medicine and aether alike. Things don't always work out that way, though. Stemming from an inherited dark history passed down by his father, Ren was inducted into a long-standing mafia organization by the active Don at the time. As a child, he was groomed to take that Don's place as successor and leader of the organization. With that, Ren's little desire to wander was crushed beneath a heel.Eventually Ren did succeed the position he was groomed for--becoming the Don of Diamante Nero. With his ascension also came his "death." Perceived to the public and faked with just enough niche abilities to make it unquestionable, Ren Aihara is officially dead on paper. With a new position of both great power and great responsibility, Ren seeks to walk the path forward with dignity and ambition. Though, he can't always be working for Diamante Nero. He has to take some time off eventually for his own sake, and it is these moments he seeks to fill with things he enjoys.He can't wander the world the way he used to anymore, but he can still be well traveled. And while he mustn't heal the sick as often as he did before, he can't help it - Ren is a medic at heart, and he's a sucker for a soul to save. Besides, he's a Sharlayan at heart and wishes he could better follow Nyunkrepf's ideals. If there is knowledge to be gained or a life to save, he will do everything he can.Perhaps that is exploitable, but, he wants to think that he can tell a trap from genuine distress. He only hopes that he is right, and that helping others doesn't come to bite him in the ass. As a Sharlayan who reveres Nyunkrepf's ideals, he can't ignore a call for help.

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REN AIHARA

FOR ORGANIZED CRIME LEADERS; VILLAINS; NSFL

NSFL = NOT SAFE FOR LIFE; VERY DARK AND/OR TOXIC GENRES

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A Sharlayan with a knack for healing and caring after the wounded. Uses aetherical healing, called "aether stitches" (inspiration: nen stitches) to mend wounds that normally wouldn't be mendable even with curing magicks. Consumed by an overwhelming wanderlust, all this Sharlayan wanted to do was wander the world, explore ruins, get lost in new lands and cultures, and heal the sick with medicine and aether alike. Things don't always work out that way, though. Stemming from an inherited dark history passed down by his father, Ren was inducted into a long-standing mafia organization by the active Don at the time. As a child, he was groomed to take that Don's place as successor and leader of the organization. With that, Ren's little desire to wander was crushed beneath a heel.Eventually Ren did succeed the position he was groomed for--becoming the Don of Diamante Nero. With his ascension also came his "death." Perceived to the public and faked with just enough niche abilities to make it unquestionable, Ren Aihara is officially dead on paper. With a new position of both great power and great responsibility, Ren seeks to walk the path forward with dignity and ambition. Though, he can't always be working for Diamante Nero. He has to take some time off eventually for his own sake, and it is these moments he seeks to fill with things he enjoys.He can't wander the world the way he used to anymore, but he can still be well traveled. And while he mustn't heal the sick as often as he did before, he can't help it - Ren is a medic at heart, and he's a sucker for a soul to save. Besides, he's a Sharlayan at heart and wishes he could better follow Nyunkrepf's ideals. If there is knowledge to be gained or a life to save, he will do everything he can.Perhaps that is exploitable, but, he wants to think that he can tell a trap from genuine distress. He only hopes that he is right, and that helping others doesn't come to bite him in the ass. As a Sharlayan who reveres Nyunkrepf's ideals, he can't ignore a call for help.

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REN AIHARA

FOR ORGANIZED CRIME LEADERS; VILLAINS; NSFL

NSFL = NOT SAFE FOR LIFE; VERY DARK AND/OR TOXIC GENRES

SEEKING

• Discord

 Communication 
Please be open with me about your comforts, needs, and wants. I cannot notice subtleties. You need to boldly and upfrontly tell me "I am not comfortable with xxx." If you do not, then I will never know nor notice, and things will explode. If you are the type of person that will not bluntly say "I am uncomfortable," please consider whether you want to reach out to me or not.Moving on: for IC Interactions, I tend to prefer in-game. It feels more organic to me. That being said, I am also open to discord rp. I have a busy schedule and life makes it hard to meet up in-game sometimes. I will always prioritize in-game, but I am open to discord.For OOC interactions, Discord please. There is a discord icon you can click. You can add me there.Writing Length: It varies. I am a novella writer. I write anywhere from 2-3 paragraphs, to 10-20 paragraphs. I write introspectively a lot, because my characters need to express their thoughts in order to grow and develop. I will always give you something to work with, no matter the post length. In-game, I tend to hit character limit 2-3 times per post, so about 2-3 post breaks. It can go up to a maximum of 8-12. If you are uncomfortable with my writing length, I can try to shorten it. I am uncomfortable with mirror writers. Please write what is comfortable for you.

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Hello everyone! My name is Moa, or I also go by Ren. I've been writing since I was nine years old. I started with OCs and then transitioned to Canon Characters (think Zenos, Aymeric, Calyx...etc.) and stuck with CCs for a very long time. I wrote primarily for Fire Emblem, Genshin Impact, Blue Lock, and JJBA. I've also written for obscure animes, and briefly for Final Fantasy.I made the transition to CCs because I've been burnt, bitten, and hurt more times than I can count by the OC crowd. A friend recently rekindled my FFXIV OCs, and I found that I missed them a lot... so I want to try again. Despite everything, I still want to write my XIV OCs. I want to develop them, and I want to delve into topics and genres that I normally wouldn't have delved into. So please bare with me if I'm a little over-nervous and over-anxious!IC =/= OOC. I am NOT my characters, they are their own people.
  ICA = ICC (in-character actions = in character consequences).   Limits 
None at all. Not a single limit. I typically tend to prefer storylines that are grimdark, gritty, villain-focused, and morally grey OR absolutely evil. I do enjoy a good hero or a good light-hearted plotline and character, but I personally find villainous and darker RP to be more of my thing. Some CCs that I've written to give you an idea of my type of character: Junko Enoshima(Dangan Ronpa), Kokichi Ouma(Dangan Ronpa), il Dottore(Genshin Impact), Arlecchino(Genshin Impact), Arvis(FE), Ashnard(FE), Ishtar(FE), Eldigan(FE), Edelgard(FE), Petrine(FE), Makima(CSM), Bakugo(BHNA), Madara(Naruto), Dio(JJBA), Kira(JJBA), Diavolo(JJBA), Kefka, Athena, Zenos, and I'm incredibly interested in writing Calyx. The list goes on, but that should paint you a good enough picture of the types of characters I like to write.

 Miscellany 
Overpowered Characters: Some of my characters are overpowered. I am very cautious about who I write with when I am writing an OP character. I do not like instigating fights, and I do not like fights with OP characters in general. If there is combat involved with an OP character, I will only use dice rolls, and I prefer to lose. I do not like OP characters that curbstomp/killing spree normal people. I am not one of those people. If you are uncomfortable with OP characters, please let me know, so I can avoid giving you my OP characters. (If you have an OP character and you'd like to spar, please do let me know.)Fights in general: I subscribe to general Grindstone Rules when it comes to sparring in game. I am willing to edit/homebrew any type of rules necessary, and I am willing to accept your custom dice rules if you have them. I have a lot of characters that like to have friendly spars and training sessions, so it is imperative that I share this.Lore-Compliant, Bending, Breaking: My only hard limit is lore breaking. I am a fiend for creative lore bending, and I love lore compliancy. The types of plotlines I like wouldn't be too farfetched for a juicy blue sidequest. Sometimes they would be more accurately placed in MSQ plotlines (i.e experimentation, torture, etc). I am the type of dm that subscribes to Rule of Cool over Rules as Written, and that reflects in how I look at lore as well. If you can spin it without blatantly breaking lore, then I'll back you up 100%. I am not a lore buff, but I aim to be in the future. Even despite that, I still love a juicy lore bend for an interesting plotline!

Character Directory

• Mun Info
• Guinivere
• Galadriaux
• Incognito
• Nefer
• Sophrosyne
• Y'saei
• Utau
• Ren

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  Thank you for looking!  I appreciate you taking the time out to look at this carrd and the characters therein!It was a lot of writing, and I normally don't like writing this much for my characters. I feel like I'm yapping when I do, and I don't like to yap or overshare... but there's no better way to get my characters out there than with a carrd.
So, thank you! Thank you for reading!Hopefully we can write soon!