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• KEI ENNE

Age: 28
Gender: Male (He/Him)
Race: Au Ra - Xaela
Birthplace: The Azim SteppeHair: Blood Red with Blonde Highlights/Accent
Eyes: The burning of a million stars, expanding and collapsing in a single contraction point; Orange
Height: 217cmSkills: Dark Knight, Black Mage

SUMMARY
Kei is a typical Au Ra that enjoys a slow life and a 'it is what it is' attitude, preferring to let things happen naturally with no intervention. Though he currently prefers staying in Ul'dah for its more warmer climate, his natural curiosity to explore the world and innate want for adventuring has led him to places far and wide, tasting thrill and delicacies alike. He'll indulge in discussions about food, magic, and daily life over a nice cup of coffee.Beneath this laid-back Au Ra is a disturbing imbalance of aether, a divine consequence of his actions from his past life. This manifests in subtle ways, from his physical self to his mannerisms. He makes some attempt to hide it, only as a courtesy to not scare potential friends. He bears no grudges for those who point out his oddities, and he offers no explanation to those who asks.

SCENARIOS1. skin cold as ice, drinks hot as fire
Some people run naturally hot, some people run naturally cold. When you brush against his skin (accidentally? Or perhaps purposely?), it's as if you were touching ice. Or for those who has experience, his body feels as cold as a corpse.
Perhaps that's also the reason you often see him drinking hot beverages, tonics, and other heat generating liquids. If you're inclined to help out, you can offer him a warm beverage or maybe even a warm body. He'll thank you for it.
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2. A Window to your Soul; A Stare into the Abyss
Kei doesn't leave the house without his favorite rose tinted spectacles. In fact, you don't really see him without those specific shades. Is he hiding something behind those glasses? Strengthen your resolve and take it off one way or another, but remember: curiosity killed the cat.
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3. The Collective Unconscious
Occasionally you'll hear Kei refer to himself as We, Us, and Our, even though it's obvious there's only 1 (one) of him. Who is he talking about? Are you a part of it?

LORE:
MEMORIES OF A PAST FORGOTTEN; ECHOES FROM AFTER THE FALLI.
A MAGE-KNIGHT OF CALAMITIES PAST,
UNSATISFIED WITH THE STATUS-QUO OF THE REALM,
SEEKS TO BECOME THE FIRST AND LAST
RULER WITH MIGHT AND MAGIC AT THE HELM.II.
TYRANNICAL MAGE-KING RULES WITH AN IRON FIST,
UNSATISFIED WITH THE STATE OF THE WORLD,
GATHERS FORBIDDEN ARCANES IN THE ABYSSAL MIST,
AND BECOME RULERS OF CITIES WHORLED.III.
THE MAGE-KING COULD NOT ASCEND TO DIVINITY,
FOR 'HEROES' UNSATISFIED WITH HIS RULES
COULD NOT STAND TO WITNESS ETERNITY;
INTERUPTING HIS RITUAL LIKE FOOLS.IV.
THE MAGE-KING'S RITUAL BEARS FRUIT;
NOW THE GOD-KING'S FINAL VERSE IS WRITTEN IN STONE;
ONE TRUTH WILL PREVAIL: THE GOD-KING'S OR THE BRUTE,
AND REVEAL WHO GETS TO SIT ON THE THRONE.V.
THE GOD-KING IS SLAIN, HIS TRUTH A HERESY;
CAST OFF INTO THE AETHERIAL SEA, FORGOTTEN TO HISTORY.∞-5.
how long have WE been adrift in this sea / hell? endless space of emptiness, aimlessly walking / running for an unknown amount of space / time. every step taken feels heavier than the last, but WE must keep... WE? the body is one / alone, and yet the mind churns in tens / hundreds / thousands of thoughts. WE are the scholars / hunters / mages / knights of a forgotten past, unmade / sacrificed and rejoined with the heretical God-King to achieve utopia / eternity. WE were chosen / forced to be joined, for the God-King believed he could reign over OUR knowledge / power and use it to rule / subjugate the world. as a promise / gift to the heretic's slayer / killer, WE coalesced into a single soul and exiled / banished US into a never-ending limbo. and yet, it has been a lonely trip and WE wish to return to the aetherial sea / heaven / hell / home.-4.
a memory / thought drifts past US in this barren sea. WE must follow it, so that it may lead US to OUR salvation / freedom. a trail of hope / wishes / despair leads US closer to the light / star. it is so blinding / piercing, WE feel parts / memories of US shatter / fragment / released and return to the aetherial sea. in exchange WE gain knowledge of a past life in their last moment: rushed by the currents of a river, nature offers no pity nor grief; it gives and takes life with no regards of who, why, when. WE take these memories, and let go of OURS, cast off into the unknown and forgotten. WE will not be missed, and WE will not be remembered. the world / star / history has no need of a heretical God-King, even it means erasing US.-3.
the rush of aether gives / breathes life to the motionless body in between rocks below the rush of a waterfall. it's cold / cold / cold. WE use OUR aether to cure / fix / correct OUR new body. more memories / fragments of the God-King are lost to the past. the joining of bones, the curing of muscles, the flow of blood. slowly, slowly, slowly, but surely, WE make this body OURS. from the memory WE gained, WE know who this body once belong to: an Au Ra from The Azim Steppes, leading an unassuming nomadic life. in his last moments, a stampede crushed and dragged him into the river. already powerless, the river currents brought him to his 'final' resting spot over the edge of the cliff and below the waterfall. his end will be remembered by his friends and family. for US, it is a new beginning. WE stand, and WE walk.-2.
WE walk, through plains and sands WE do not know; across the sea to a city-state WE do not know; to buildings of unknown functions. a stranger speaks in an uncommon language and switches to a common one when WE don't reply. what is your name? OUR tongues twist and turn to form unfamiliar words. I... My name is... WE recall a name from a past not OURS. the Au Ra wrote letters filled with love / hope / dreams to: it is unintelligible to US, but WE contort out mouth to say what WE think it reads: My name is keienne. can you write it down, the stranger asks. so and so the pleasantries continue, and WE recall memories of the Au Ra. Yes, I used to live in The Azim Steppes. I tire living in the plains and tending to livestock. I want to explore the realm. ah, an adventurer, the stranger exclaims. Yes, adventurer sounds right. what skills do you have. Oh, I believe I have an affinity for magicks and spell casting. then you must go to Ul'dah, to the thaumaturge guild. they will help you hone your skills. WE thank the stranger, and WE continue to walk.-1.
WE meet new strangers everyday on OUR journey to the city-state of sand plains. the people of the current age understands hardship, for they have faced a calamity and survived. a calamity not of OUR making. WE inquire about recent history, and no mention of the heretical God-King appears. have WE succeed in erasing any trace of a calamity past? OUR thoughts wander, but it is calm; it no longer churns and blends hundreds of thoughts from hundreds of souls. WE focus on the memories left by the Au Ra who met his untimely demise. WE will honor his life, his aspirations, and his goals. WE were given a second chance to live, and WE are grateful / thankful / blessed.0.
WE stop OUR walk at the city gates of Ul'dah. To a new start. To a new beginning. To a new life.I walk inside and head towards the guild.Hello. My name is Kei Enne. I would love to become a Thaumaturge.

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• C'andy Cain

Age: 33
Gender: Male (He/Him)
Race: Miqo'te - Seekers of the Sun
Birthplace: Ul'dah(?)Hair: Pink with Light Blue Highlights
Eyes: Baby Pink (Left), Baby Blue (Right)
Height: 159cmSkills: Red Mage

SUMMARY
C'andy is a sweet and bubbly guy who runs a humble café in one of Ul'dah's many housing districts. His day starts by brewing a cup of coffee, wiping down the tables and counters, brewing another cup of coffee (this time, using a sample of beans he has never tried before), setting up the shop, and welcoming friends and customers alike to his café. He is eager to serve his best and will always make sure his customers get the satisfaction they deserve.He closes up shop quite early in the afternoon to attend to other things, those things being his secondary, third, and/or nth jobs. Running a café is no easy task and requires a steady flow of gil, a flow that his café alone struggles to provide. As such, he takes many odd jobs to keep his café afloat. He's not picky with what the job entails, as long as he's alive in the end with gil in his pockets and his client satisfied. The customer is king, as they say.

SCENARIOS1. C'andy is open to work!
Do you require a guy to carry heavy items? Or perhaps to clean up your house? C'andy is the guy to call for help! He promises his prices are competitive and you'll be satisfied with the work he's done. While he's more inclined to take domestic and trade-adjacent work, he will do adventuring and other combat related jobs, albeit rather reluctantly.
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2. C'andy likes being pet!
C'andy is no stranger to intimate physical interaction, or another way to say it: skinship. He will often hold hands, hug, or cling himself to friends and people he's interested in. You can reciprocate by returning the same gestures, or immediately go for the kill by petting and ruffling his head. You'll see the most delighted and puppy-like expression from this grown man.
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3. C'andy is C'andy!
C'andy Cain doesn't feel like a real name, even though he insists that C'andy is C'andy, and will always be C'andy. How far are you willing to go to break this façade, if there is any in the first place?

LORE:
PRISONER RECORD: "C" 204978213-1A note by a scholar specializing in document restoration and archival:
"One of the many files found in the buildings used by the Garleans during the time of their occupation of Ala Mhigo. The prisoner in this record is unlikely to be alive, as the others we have identified are known to have died in captivity or during their transfer to other facilities. Parts of the document were damaged due to water and humidity. As we attempted to restore the document, we found out some information were purposely redacted or destroyed. We present the document as is with no significant alteration to its content."

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• Memories Hereafter

Age: 30
Gender: Male (He/Him)
Race: Hyur - Midlander
Birthplace: Limsa LominsaHair: Mint Green with Dark Green Accents.
Eyes: Mint Green
Height: 182cmSkills: Rogue, Botanist

SUMMARYMemories Hereafter, or simply Mori to family and friends, runs and maintains his "adoptive parent's" general goods store. While he sells the various staple groceries and household items, some patrons will request he stock up on more... outlandish products. This may include potent alcohol from Thavnair, a specific mushroom from Ala Mhigo, or a special type of carbonated drink from the Far East. Nevertheless, patrons are free to give him their contact information and a few days to procure the items, and he'll have it in stock, though only in limited amounts.For those in the know, Mori also acts as a fence. Beyond the border of Limsa Lominsa, he will gladly take or buy any stolen goods the patron wants to let go, be it precious metals, contrabands, or exotic flora and fauna. He'll know someone, usually a gleaner, who is willing to buy these items. Business is business, and all's fair to sell.

SCENARIOS1. Stone-faced Rogue
Mori doesn't show any emotions, neither on his face or from his voice. Speaking plain in a monotonous tone with a poker face, he says things as is and rarely embellishes his words. He doesn't smile, doesn't shed a tear, or even get angry. You can barely get a chuckle out of him, let alone a laugh. Try throwing your best jokes at him to see if you'll be able to get at least a sigh.2. Need Something?
Mori is very good at procurement. Anything you want, he'll be able to get it... for a price. Simpler things that can imported legally are fairly cheap, but for more illicit and dubious items you'll have to offer him something in return. Gil or an item of equal value will suffice, but favors and services might be more enticing for this fence.3. Memories; Here, After
Do you recognize Mori? Maybe you've met him several years ago and want to know how he's doing. Strangely, he doesn't know or remember you at all. Help him jog his memories from a time he has long since forgotten. If it's interesting enough he'll at least offer you a discount in his general goods store.

LORE:
ADRIFT ON THE RIVER LETHEA soft shake on his shoulders wakes him from his slumber. The Hyur slowly opens his eyes, slowly feeling and recognizing the sensations all over his body: the cool soil on his back, the flow of the river beneath his feet, the ray of the sun warming his body, and the cool breezy wind flowing across chest. He tries to sit up, but the deep aching in his body was unbearable. "Careful there..." a hand gently touches his shoulder, and then carefully to his back. With a bit of help, the Hyur was able to sit and lean forward, a dull ache at the head of his back as blood rushes through his veins. "You alright there, sonny?" He hears someone asking. He groans and tries to speak, even though his mouth feels stiff. "Ugh... where am I?" He asks."You're in La Noscea. We were passing by when we saw you lying flat on the river banks with nothing but your skin!"The Hyur looks down and sure enough, he was completely naked. He sighs, feeling no embarrassment or shyness, just annoyance. "I... don't suppose you have extra clothes on you?" He looks up and turns his head to see two figures towering over him."Unfortunately we only have rolls of cloths," says the Hyuran merchant. "I was heading to Limsa Lominsa to drop them off, you see." She hums and beckons to the other person, a Roegadyn. They talk for a bit and soon after the taller figure heads off to the merchant's cart. "I think we can fashion something to cover you up. Can you stand?" She offers a hand to him.He takes her hand and pushes himself off the ground, legs wobbling like a new born stag. "The name's Hilda," She says as he helps him stand. "The mercenary getting the cloth is Still Sea. What's yours?""My name is..."Nothing comes to mind. He tries to remember something, anything about himself. He remembers the taste of grapes freshly plucked from the vines. He remembers sun beating on him as he travels across the dessert. He remembers experiences but he cannot for the life of him remember anything about himself. "I... I don't know..." He could feel the look of worry on the woman's face."It's alright... hopefully you'll remember it soon..." The sound of the Roegadyn's footsteps comes closer. "Ah! Thank you," the merchant says as she receives the roll of cloth. Without wasting any time, she quickly drapes the cloth around him and fashions it into something akin to a robe. "...And there! Hopefully this should be enough cover."He looks down at his new 'clothes' and thanks her. "Why don't you come with us to Limsa?" She offers. "I have a friend who can probably house you for the time being. He's a nice guy, I promise!"The Hyur thinks about it for a bit, but decidedly accepts that this is probably the best outcome for him at the moment. He agrees and joins the merchant and mercenary on their trip to the city-state./A few weeks passes. Grand Company interviews, missing person information, guild search, any bit of information the Hyur tries to get returns with only one result: Nothing. No records of a person like him gone missing, no one ever seeing a person that looks like him. Not even the Sharlayan Astrologian in the adventurer's guild was able to glimpse anything about his past, current, or future self.He eats the breakfast his caretakers has prepared. His caretakers are a loving couple who were friends with the merchant that brought him in to the city. They agreed to house him until he is hale and healthy enough to return to his actual home. But with the empty-handed results week after week, he cannot help but start to feel he is taking space that was not meant for him."Sir, Ma'am," He says as he finishes his meal. The couple looks at him from across the dining table. "You've been awfully kind to me, practically a stranger, and treating me like family. But I cannot in good conscious stay any longer without a way of repaying your good deeds-""Nonsense, my dear!" The lady interjects. "It's no problem for us to feed another mouth in this house, especially for a youngster like you.""Besides," The lord adds. "You've been helping us in our store while you were waiting for news about your inquiry. We appreciate any help we can get.""And hands they were! Carrying stacks of boxes, filing documents, even stocking up our store when we didn't realize it was running empty!" The lady exclaims, showering him with compliments."Ah... it's nothing, really-""We would love for you to stay a bit longer, or as long as it takes, until you find out who you were." "Oh, but honey! If he's going to be with us, we should give him a name, even if it's temporary. We can't keep calling him boy..." The couple chatters between themselves for minutes deciding on a name, as he sits there rather dumbfounded. He zones out as the discussion continues.Finally, the couple calls out to him. "Son... despite having lost your memories, we believe you can make new, precious memories from now on. With us and with others. How does the name 'Mori' sounds? It means something like 'forest' in the far eastern language, in our hopes that your future memories blooms and roots like great trees.""It's a very nice name.""On the same vein, if someone asks for your full name, it would be 'Memories Hereafter', inspired by our Roegadyn friends' way of naming their children.""Uh-huh.""Also, feel free to call us mom and dad-""I'll think about it."

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ROLE-PLAY + ERP INFOHello! All my characters are open for (E)RP within and outside the boundaries of the game. That being said, I do have limitations on where and when these interactions happen.In general:
> I will only roleplay in player venues/events in-game. I am out-of-character (OOC) everywhere else.
> I will only roleplay in discord groups/communities where there is a dedicated space/thread for roleplaying.
> My roleplay style is 3rd person, mirror (I'll match my roleplay partner's writing depth)
> During in-game roleplay sessions I will try my best to reply within 5 minutes, but I might take longer depending on my familiarity and depth of the topic.
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In regards to characters:
> KEI is mostly a self-insert/persona of myself, and so roleplaying as his character is reserved for when I work or participate in specific venues/events only.
> C'ANDY will be my main roleplaying character. He will be in-character (IC) whenever he visits player venues/events, and will stay IC until he is out of the premises.
> MORI is still stuck in sprout limbo, but will have the same roleplaying conditions as C'andy.
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In regards to NSFW Role-Play:
Sex and Gender isn't a factor to me personally, as long as our characters have chemistry and we have fun exploring NSFW topics and roleplay. In a roleplay setting, each character have their own preferences but I am willing to be flexible about it if the scenario requires the flexibility.KEI: Flexible; Open for some kinks.
C'ANDY: Homosexual; Bottom, Submissive; Open for most kinks.
MORI: Bisexual; Top-Leaning; Vanilla, limited kinks.I am open to explore almost all type of kinks in a roleplay setting. Feel free to ask on a character basis, as my comfortability in exploring kinks differ in each character based on their lore/personality.My limitations / hard no's are Scat, Diapers, Diseases, Extreme Violence leading to Death.