The Black Saint

THE BASICS ––– –

Age: 31

Race: Au Ra - Xaela

Gender: Cis Male

Sexuality: Homosexual / Demiromantic

Marital Status: Widowed

Server: Mateus - Crystal Datacenter

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE ––– –

Hair: Silver-white, swept back and glossy. A single braid, mid-shoulder-blade length.

Eyes: Midnight-blue, with blue-white limbal rings.

Height: 7′1″

Build: Tall, muscled, a bit wiry.

Distinguishing Features: Tribal face paint, metal-tipped horns, a piercingly-intent and silent stare. Bone and ivory accessories. Typically dressed in furs and leathers, or lightweight linen robes on special occasions.

Common Accessories: His trusty sword. A heavy coinpurse. A silver crescent-moon pendant, always worn around his neck. Another necklace, this time with twelve distinct pendants, each one depicting the sigil of an Eorzean deity. A box full of bone needles, cleansing cloths and powders, bottles of ink, and bits of jewelry. A small obsidian rock carved with Nhaama’s sigil. A few small jade and alabaster and agate figurines of various animals. A map, rolled and tucked into his satchel. A hunting knife and some strips of leather. A skin of kumis, always.

PERSONAL ––– –

Profession: Body piercer, tattoo artist, occasional thing-killer-for-hire.

Hobbies: Moon-watching, people-watching. Playing a worn-looking morin khuur. Painting and poetry. Jewelrycrafting and gemsetting, horseback riding, gesticulating wildly in attempts at conversation. Sometimes he’s even understood!

Languages: None spoken; understands Eorzean Common and the old Xaelic tongue.

Residence: Wanderer; takes his trusty yurt with him wherever he goes.

Birthplace: The Azim Steppe, Nhaama’s Retreat

Patron Deity: Nhaama, the Dusk Mother

RELATIONSHIPS ––– -

Significant Other: N/A

Children: N/A

Parents: Ogedei Kagon, Jaliqai Qestir

Siblings: Two brothers, one sister. None surviving.

Other Relatives: Far too many to count.

TRAITS ––– -

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between / Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION ––– –

Smoking Habit: Occasional. Drugs: None. Alcohol: Also occasional, but usually has to be for a reason.

RP HOOKS –––

Why Are You Staring?:  Oh hey, there’s a new wanderer in town. … And he’s staring. A lot. Oh. … Man, he sure isn’t one for many words, is he?

Pierce Me (Like One of Your Elezen Girls): You want some body art done in the form of stabby needles dipped in color, or metal bits shoved in various places? The fliers scattered around the cities don’t have many words on them besides his name, but they depict a singularly wild-eyed dark-skinned fellow and a series of illustrations of exactly all the body-decorations he offers. Clean work, reasonable prices, and a plethora of clients pleased with their results. No piece is off-limits! (Note: Please be 18+ IC and OOC if you’re wanting a NSFW piece done. Please.)

That Ol’ Chestnut:  It’s a classic because it works. If you need a thing slashed to pieces, Altan is ready and willing for the right coin. Point him in the direction of a big scary monster and go!

Horse (Boys) are Crazy:  Hey, you need someone to help with your horse? –No, not your horsebird. Those are awful and they smell bad. Your horse, though, definitely. Included in your horse-care package is a not-insignificant deal of grunting, gesturing, and pointing-at-things which may or may not be a divine horse-related myth. Stay and listen, maybe!

Pelts, Pelts Galore:  Altan practically lives on trading and bartering whenever other lines of work are scarce. You need some furs or some carved stone trinkets? The guy dressed entirely in furs and carved stone trinkets probably has some.

Heresy, Sweet Heresy: Are you a Dravanian? Devotee of the dragons? Does the myth of Shiva and Hraesvelgr inspire some great love in your heart? Have you lived in an ice cave at any point? Altan wants to meet you and know absolutely everything about you. Please tell him about the dragons. Please listen to him wildly gesticulate his own theology at you. Take him to see one and the guy might marry you on the spot, but no guarantees. … Guy might just marry the dragon instead.

Literally Anything Else:  Don’t see something you want to do here? Contact me!

CONTACT INFORMATION  ––– –

From a interview with Kotaku: https://kotaku.com/final-fantasy-xiv-director-talks-class-changes-music-1838148771

Interviewer: This is a question on behalf of the game’s roleplaying community. Many players, who do not act as if they are the Warrior of Light, but rather pretend to be everyday adventurers, were excited to create stories that take place on the First but saw that the game’s narrative didn’t really allow travel for “normal” individuals to end up there. If players want to pretend their “normal” characters can travel to and play on the First, is that okay? (I promise this is a question that many of them eagerly await an answer to.)

Yoshida: Hrm… Personally, I see video games as something that gives you the freedom to play however you like. So, if you, the player, believe that you can travel to the First, then so be it, right?