Character: Kei Silverwind
Name: Would ask that you refer to him as ‘Kei’.
Appearance: Slender body build, black hair and azure eyes, pale skinned.
Race: Male Miqo’te (Keeper of the Moon)
Age: 23 (Hyur Years)
Home: Whichever place he feels most comfortable at.
Job(s): Arcanist, may have some experience with other magick subjects.
Birthplace: Unknown
Personality: Cautious yet curious, serious when the situation demands it, nervous when the situation isn’t in his favour, keeping up a tough front whenever he feels uncomfortable, can be awfully stubborn and unpredictable in certain circumstances.
Background:
A Keeper of the Moon of average height who woke up in the wake of the calamity, his body aching all over and his eyes damaged alongside that. All that he has left are vague echoes of the past along with a name that he recalls with an unusual amount of fondness, ‘Kei’.
Gradually he took this name up on himself asking people to refer to him as such, the unusual name for one of his kind raising eyebrows on occasion but he doesn’t seem to care, or notice.
Kei spent the majority of his years after the calamity wandering around Eorzea in solitude, ever seeking any hint as to his past and those that surround it, it was only recently that he had found a tome similar to the ones that the practitioners of arcanima wield, it was simple and empty, yet it had struck him as oddly familiar, his mind once again drifting towards his own namesake.
As such, he proceeded to travel to Limsa Lominsa in order to enlist himself into the Arcanists’ Guild there, Mealvaan’s Gate.
Showing an incredible amount of talent within the subjects, he has quickly devised and summoned an advanced form of Carbuncle, his familiar therefore taking care of his own incapabilities, while still retaining a large amount of the usual expected offensive properties.
Kei spends the majority of his days researching aether and improving his knowledge of arcanima while at the same time trying to find any more hints to his past before the calamity.
Character Song:
Forgotten Sorrow
Don't cry for me. How easy love has gone.
Try to see, how deep my despair is.
Come the winds of fate and time,
Take all my tearful memories.
Call out to thee,
Sing your name in sweet harmony,
But only echoes fade away.
Crying breeze to thee,
Every moment with charming wind,
Where have gone silent tears.
Don't sigh for me, your hate rings false to me.
Try to see, the shards of history.
Darkness fills my heart and I,
Laugh loud at all that's passed us by.
Call out to thee sing your name in sweet harmony,
The wind blows endlessly.
Roaming 'round the whirling world,
Rough breath in dark,
Cruel blades and tears and sorrowful days
Burning 'way hollow hope.
Don't pray for god.
Where the angels have gone so I seek.
Weep myself all gently, 'til I'm blind.
Roaming 'round the whirling world,
Rough breath in dark,
Cruel blades and tears and sorrowful days
Burning 'way hollow hope.
Don't pray for god.
Where the angels have gone so I seek.
Weep myself all gently, 'til I'm blind.
Please come to me, come dusk the past will flee.
Try to see, the new dawn brings hope faintly
Appearance: Slender body build, black hair and azure eyes, pale skinned.
Race: Male Miqo’te (Keeper of the Moon)
Age: 23 (Hyur Years)
Home: Whichever place he feels most comfortable at.
Job(s): Arcanist, may have some experience with other magick subjects.
Birthplace: Unknown
Personality: Cautious yet curious, serious when the situation demands it, nervous when the situation isn’t in his favour, keeping up a tough front whenever he feels uncomfortable, can be awfully stubborn and unpredictable in certain circumstances.
Background:
A Keeper of the Moon of average height who woke up in the wake of the calamity, his body aching all over and his eyes damaged alongside that. All that he has left are vague echoes of the past along with a name that he recalls with an unusual amount of fondness, ‘Kei’.
Gradually he took this name up on himself asking people to refer to him as such, the unusual name for one of his kind raising eyebrows on occasion but he doesn’t seem to care, or notice.
Kei spent the majority of his years after the calamity wandering around Eorzea in solitude, ever seeking any hint as to his past and those that surround it, it was only recently that he had found a tome similar to the ones that the practitioners of arcanima wield, it was simple and empty, yet it had struck him as oddly familiar, his mind once again drifting towards his own namesake.
As such, he proceeded to travel to Limsa Lominsa in order to enlist himself into the Arcanists’ Guild there, Mealvaan’s Gate.
Showing an incredible amount of talent within the subjects, he has quickly devised and summoned an advanced form of Carbuncle, his familiar therefore taking care of his own incapabilities, while still retaining a large amount of the usual expected offensive properties.
Kei spends the majority of his days researching aether and improving his knowledge of arcanima while at the same time trying to find any more hints to his past before the calamity.
Character Song:
Forgotten Sorrow
Don't cry for me. How easy love has gone.
Try to see, how deep my despair is.
Come the winds of fate and time,
Take all my tearful memories.
Call out to thee,
Sing your name in sweet harmony,
But only echoes fade away.
Crying breeze to thee,
Every moment with charming wind,
Where have gone silent tears.
Don't sigh for me, your hate rings false to me.
Try to see, the shards of history.
Darkness fills my heart and I,
Laugh loud at all that's passed us by.
Call out to thee sing your name in sweet harmony,
The wind blows endlessly.
Roaming 'round the whirling world,
Rough breath in dark,
Cruel blades and tears and sorrowful days
Burning 'way hollow hope.
Don't pray for god.
Where the angels have gone so I seek.
Weep myself all gently, 'til I'm blind.
Roaming 'round the whirling world,
Rough breath in dark,
Cruel blades and tears and sorrowful days
Burning 'way hollow hope.
Don't pray for god.
Where the angels have gone so I seek.
Weep myself all gently, 'til I'm blind.
Please come to me, come dusk the past will flee.
Try to see, the new dawn brings hope faintly
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