When the magic becomes too much, what happens?
Tempt fate with me?
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Yjella
--------------- general
age ⸺ 27
race ⸺ viera, veena
nameday ⸺ 5th sun of the second astral moon
gender ⸺ male
pronouns ⸺ he/him
sexuality ⸺ homosexual
orientation ⸺ verse, switch
--------------- appearance
height ⸺ 5 fulms, 8 ilms
weight ⸺ 58 kg
build ⸺ slender leaning to scrawny
hair color ⸺ dark purple with gray highlights
eye color ⸺ lavender
notable traits ⸺ pale pallor due to mingling indoors, red sweet pea necklace, paper thin scars along his body
--------------- miscellaneous
deity ⸺ none
relationship ⸺ open
scent ⸺ burnt paper, cinnamon
spoken language ⸺ Eorzean common
alignment ⸺ chaotic neutral
MBTI ⸺ INFJ
likes ⸺ liquor, gil
dislike ⸺ being controlled, constricting clothing, aether dense areas
after hours ⸺ ☘︎
Born into a conservative Viera tribe in Othard, where children often die at birth, --- was cherished. However by the time he turned one, troubling signs began to emerge.The tribe's elders soon discovered his natural affinity for magic—a trait regarded with suspicion and fear in his homeland. His family, once overjoyed by his birth, was now burdened with anxiety and concern.Sheltered and kept ignorant, --- had no understanding of why his body often burned with the sensation of fire or why he was confined to the home. This isolation left him frustrated, and the absence of companionship fostered a growing bitterness and volatility within him.Many moons passed and he grew into adolescence wherein he is determined to be a rare male child. His family sought to keep him, feeding him lies and quick remedies to stifle the rampant magic in him.Resentful of his hidden life and desperate for answers to the strange torment his body endured, --- made the bold decision to flee. His escape, though clumsy and ill-prepared, took place under the cover of night, propelling him into the wilds beyond the only home he'd ever known.Nature, however, was unforgiving. The young, inexperienced Viera was left with deep wounds, both physical and emotional, as memories of near-fatal encounters with monsters marked his first steps into the unknown.--- survives merely under the aid of a traveling Sharlayan gleaner who had been studying within the wilds of his home. He takes the young viera under his wing, caring for him and bringing him back to Eorzea.Wanting to shed his past, the young viera takes on the name Yjella, an odd combination of his former name; thus paving his newfound life under his companion's guidance.It is under his companion's care that Yjella finally understands the cause of his pain, having been born as a font of aether. Unable to control his aether has lead to he never-ending pain that has accompanied him for all his life. At times the overflow of his aether has drove him to near madness, having to keep him tied down by his companion to keep him from hurting himself.Hoping to find a solution, and as a means to temper his flimsy control, his companion drops him off by the doors of the Thaumaturge guild. From then on, Yjella has lived under the tutelage of the brothers; though he is more often seen haunting the taverns to numb the pain with alcohol.
What draws me in?
Magical Affinity
Yjella was born with magic. A rare, and unwanted, phenomenon in his tribe. This not only gave him the ability to see aether but manipulate it as well. Throughout his childhood, he was sequestered to avoid the interest of the other members which ultimately lead to his inability to control his magic.Complicated Emotions
Due to his upbringing, Yjella has a complex approach to expressing himself. He is unable to be truthful of his feelings, using his sharp tongue as a guard from letting people in on what he's feeling.Burnt and Static
Yjella leans heavily on the use of Fire spells to quickly expend any excess aether. This makes him so used to the smell of burning, sometimes seeking it out as if to soothe himself. When not used, his excess aether manifests in the form of lightning, making him quite susceptible to static and may zap nearby individuals.Forgotten Home
Yjella has very little knowledge of his old life. He can understand a sliver of his old tongue, having used it welll into the early adolescent. Yet, he is more acquainted to Eorzean Common, having lived much of his life in Uldah. He has no inkling where his tribe lives, only that it is beyond the sea.
Feeble Control
Yjella's pathetic control of his magic makes him a danger to those around him. This fuels his sardonic approach to interaction. He is not one to openly admit he is unable to control his magic, though makes a bravado to hide his inability at times. He tends to grip his fire brand more when he loses control.Aversion
Due to his nature, Yjella has a hard time befriending people.
His desire to avoid inadvertently hurting people due to his pitiful ability to temper his magic makes him burn bridges faster than making them.Acrid Environment
Yjella is unable to navigate in greenery. Having no formal education of his life as a member of the tribe or any training to keep him alive in the wild. He is unable to venture into forests alone, much acquainted with dry earth and dunes.Treasured Heirloom
Before parting, his companion gifted Yjella a red sweet pea necklace which he wears everyday. It does nothing, merely an accessory but its presence reminds Yjella heavily that this was his second chance of life.Intoxicated
In order to avoid pain, Yjella relies on spirits and liquor to numb the sensations. He visits taverns now and then, or nurses a drink in his quarters. He's become quite fond of strong liquor.
Beyond the Character
IC =/= OOCI only write with adults, aged 21 years old and above. I enjoy writing problematic themes but this does not reflect me as the player.I write Yjella in a way that befits his personality and experiences. If it makes you uncomfortable, tell me or simply bring it up.I only welcome long-term rp with people I know. You have to interact with me more so I can open the social link and we do a deeper dive into rp together.Cheers.
