Brief Character Profiles
Final Fantasy XIV:
Tyr Haragin |Warrior of Light| |My Main|
(Tag: Tyr, Tyr Haragin)
Xaela originally from Werlyt. He’s only been in Eorzea for about a year before the start of ARR. Generally a nice if oblivious guy with a case of resting bitch face. Loves to fight and go into weird pits. Canon weaver and culinarian. Has a complex about duty and making sure the people he cares about are okay. Is very protective as a result. His main classes are dragoon and dark knight. The beginning of SHB is when he swaps over to dark knight.
He has/had 3 parents, his mom, his dad, and his other dad, and an older sister. After the empire invaded he was left with just one of his fathers.
(Npc Ships: G’raha, Estinien)
Monroe Swan |Warrior of Light|
(Tags: Monroe, Monroe Swan)
Viera from Limsa Lominsa. She’s lived in Eorzea her whole life and always has had a desire to see more. After the calamity she had a crisis about her own uselessness. At the start of ARR she’s basically out trying to find out more about herself. She has issues with identity, being useful, and vulnerability. She’s a bard up until the SB lead up where she switches to machinist, post endwalker she swaps between the two.
She’s an orphan. She has a group she considers her “siblings” but she’s afraid that it will turn out that she cared more about them than they cared about her.
(Npc Ships: Aymeric)
Baldur’s Gate III
Diwure |Tav|
Pics to come soon
A tiefling thief turned ranger from the city of Baldur’s Gate, though she hasn’t stepped foot back there in years (and she’s tight lipped as to why). She near constantly wears her hood and mask, leaving only piercing eyes visible and carries with her an enigmatic aura. Though she often lets her curiosity get the better of her. A woman of few words, predominantly letting her actions speak, her companions would best surmise her as a cat that someone polymorphed into a person to see what she’d do with thumbs. In the end she loves life, and all its nitty gritty.
Ciaran |Dark Urge|
Pics to come soon
A sorcerer with few memories and a magic that doesn’t feel quite right, they find themselves thrust in a world that they struggle to stay afloat in. They are painfully open, almost always bearing their everything in hopes someone, anyone will understand. And maybe, maybe the little girl, with gem like eyes, will leave their dreams be. Maybe then they will know how to get her forgiveness. They find their joy in their new friends and new dawn.
