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Hey there! I'm looking for Roleplay contacts of all kinds, both short- and long-term, for my main character, Dayir Laurent. Dayir is on the Balmung server, but I am always interested in Discord RP, or even Google Docs. A bit about me. I have been roleplaying for many years, and currently work as a product designer on the East coast of the United States. My RP style tends to lean towards the heavier side; the sort of posts that go a little longer than a paragraph, and I enjoy descriptive, emotionally interesting roleplay. That being said, I'm more than willing to fit my writing to your preferred style. I have a long way to go before I consider myself good, but I enjoy writing stories and delving deeply into my characters. What sort of RP am I looking for? At the moment, Dayir is in need of contacts of all sorts. He is open to Romance, and there is very little subject matter that I would not be willing to touch on; darker themes are acceptable, as well as slower, slice-of-life, if that's more your speed. I love variety in my RP. It can be difficult to find a solid partner, so long-term contacts are extremely welcome, but not necessary in the least. In-game and Discord are both completely okay with me. I keep a solid frequency, and am very active in-game. You can find me online most evenings. Huge nerd, I know. Character Information: Name: Dayir Laurent Age: 28 Gender: Male Race: Au'ra - Xaela Profession: Explorer, Scholar, Collector, Adventurer for Hire. Residence: No permanent residence, but holds an office in The Goblet. Tumblr/Wiki: https://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/pages/Dayir_Laurent Brief Backstory/Personality Blurb: Dayir Laurent is, above all, a man who holds an abstract desire, somehow material and intangible all at once. The blood of adventure flows through his body, but that isn't it. A deep love of information, lore, and the stories that make the world sing covers his mind, but that isn't it. From deeper it stems, a driving, singular desire that tints every aspect of his struggle, his occupation, and his love. Dayir Laurent wishes for the things that no one knew could ever exist. A curious, focused gaze would find you from behind his spectacles, wondering just where you might lead him. And just what he can get out of you. Making his living as a collector and expert in the retrieval of priceless rarities and lost histories, he travels the world, diving into the most reckless pursuits at the mere mention of a rumor, a long career of danger and a longer waltz with death coating his world-weary body, comrades and combat both tinting his soul. He is both stoic and calm, and yet relentlessly curious, traveling the world and collecting lore and artifacts, several of which hang from his body as he walks. Plot Hooks: ■ If your character finds themselves dealing with the arcane, mystical or old, Dayir is likely interested in what you've got going on. ■ If your character finds themselves dealing with the arcane, mystical old, and illegal, Dayir is doubly interested. The things that society says are wrong are usually where the most interesting things happen. ■ If your character is a scholar, or a writer, or a bookworm. They have a lot to talk about. ■ If your character is interested in exploration, or finding new experiences, or simply needs to get out of their comfort zone, meeting Dayir could be a powerful experience for them. ■ If your character is looking for a traveling partner, Dayir is always glad to have company, and I love writing small adventures for characters. Contact Details: Discord (River#8158), or send me a message right here!
I assumed this would be helpful for anyone who is roleplaying Au Ra; specifically the Xaela. This is the transcript, word for word from the scene provided to your character by the Elder of the Oronir tribe. If this is a large part of the "CREATION OF ALL AU RA" lore, so have at! Please let me know if this is not the place for it as well. I will gladly relocate. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy! [ Hien ] How this world born of the gods was to be their battlefield, their creations to fight in their stead. How Azim, Father of the Dawn, he who birthed the sun, and Nhaama, Mother of the Dusk, she who birthed the moon, made the Au Ra... Yet though these children warred for a time, eventually they laid down their arms and came to love one another. And so the gods bequeathed this world to their children, and ascended to the heavens whence they came. Those born of the Dawn Father were called the Raen, and those born of the Dusk Mother were called the Xaela. So it was and ever after. [ Udutai ] But what it does not mention is this: Azim and Nhaama were lovers. Oh, they fought in the beginning, as did their creations. That much is true. But when they saw how the Xaela and the Raen rose above their hatreds and joined hands in harmony, their hearts stirred, and the love their children shared became theirs as well. Alas, he was of the sun and she of the moon. Apart they must remain, lest day and night cease to be, and with them all creation. With sadness in their hearts they returned to heavens-- he to the day, she to the night, destined to walk before and after, never to meet. As time passed, Azim's yearning for his beloved grew deeper still. Was there truly naught that could be done, he wondered. At last, he knew. "If the Father cannot be with the Mother, then he shall go amongst her children. Now and ever after." So it was, that Azim took a fragment of his being and with it fashioned an avatar. Clad in scale of midnight, he descended, and sought out the Xaela. Yea, he was the first Oronir. We are of his flesh and his blood. We are the children of Azim, and it is our duty to watch over and keep the Xaela safe. [ Hien ] ... I confess, I did not expect the tale of your people's beginnings to be quite so romantic. Yet I must ask: if it is your duty to defend the Xaela, how can you go to war with them in the Naadam? Is that not a contradiction? [ Udutai ] If a father disciplines his son, does that mean there is no love in his heart? Xaela are not wont to kneel. They must be made to -- only then will they heed reason. [ Hien ] I see... Such is the way of the Steppe. Thank you, elder, for sharing with us your wisdom. [ Udutai ] Eager to depart? Ere you go, you would do well to hear the end of my tale. When Nhaama looked down and saw the avatar of Azim, she knew him at once, and shed tears of love and longing. When they struck the earth, they rose anew, as a counterpart to the Oronir. Their fates entwined. So you see, for every son of Azim is a daughter of Nhaama for whom he must search. Even now.