Soiri

[soiri]

Let's Start With The Basics

Name: Soiri
Nicknames:
Age: 42
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Class: Mystic
Job: Homeless
Sexual Orientation: Hetero
Appearance


Eyes: Glimmering like the sky itself, yet crimson like blood[One Sky Blue; One red] [Heterochromic]
Hair: A desert storm [Very messy; Light blond]
Height: Normal [Average]
Weight: Light as air [Normal for an old man? Skinny for the rest?]
Clothing Style: Generally wears long robes made of wool and cotton, that go from his shoulders to his ankles. They are usually embroidered with a pattern, whether of the moon or water. Also wears a raggity hat of straw and leather.
Distinguishing features: His hat, his eyes, and his missing arm.
Play by: [What is this? Like...portrait...or something...? Why must you have my weakness?] [Can I just draw one? I mean...honestly...]

Physical Description: One-Armed man wearing a royal blue robe with various stars, moons, and other astronomical glyphs sewn into it (with golden thread). The bottom half of his robe looks ablaze with fire, and seems to trail him as if it were. His two eyes are of different colour, one ruby and one sapphire, and wears thin glasses just above the bridge of his nose. Upon his head is a straw hat, with pupiless eyes and a stitched mouth.

On The Inside

Likes:

Books
Children
Games
Knowledge
Mysteries

Dislikes:

Being domesticated [Soiri is not a puppy dog]
Pain [Pain hurts man]
Senseless violence [But sensible violence is totally fine]
Social Rules [Too complicated]
Being forced to sit still [Like...imprisoned etc, not to say he has a problem with sitting]

Strengths:

Generally has a mental map of the place
Has a mass of knowledge
Very lucky
Skilled in escaping and dodging


Weaknesses:

Oblivious to social matters
Weak muscles
Too Curious
Has no real combative ability
His magic consumes his memories if overused


Fears:

Forgetting Everything
That he'll be unable to save someone in front of him
That one day he'll bring about misery to someone

Hopes and Dreams:
Soiri does not have hopes, nor dreams. This is not saying that he has no reason to live, but rather, that he has everything he already needs. The only thing left to him is the pursuit of knowledge.

The Past

Family: None
History: Soiri has been around longer than anyone can remember. He is usually seen causing a ruckus wherever he goes, not thinking before causing a scene. He's known for his intrusive behavior, his complete lack of privacy, and his ability to completely ignore the mood. However, he's considered harmless by most, and more of an annoyance if anything. He has been reported many times having sought something, looking through libraries and peoples books. Most people consider this another way of bothering them.


About YOU

What would you like to be called: Acaniel
Are you a boy or a girl: I AM A MAN!
How long have you been role-playing: I don't know...ten years maybe? Unless you mean solely online, then about five.
How did you hear about us: Through the guidance of the eight divines
Why are you joining? What caught your eye: Friends were here, I was bored, and I need to start writing again.

Sample RP post:
Striding along the moonlit meadow, I seek a greater fortune than one would think. Dazzled by the stars, I gaze upwards into the midnight sky. A firefly whips by my face as to draw my attention forward. Down the cobblestone road is a small house. I skirt around the edge of the pond towards my destination, the cool breeze brushing my face.
Within this house I know it waits. A treasure chest of opportunity lies within, ready for my arrival. However, the lock is sturdy, and to the untrained eye, impossible to even notice. With a flick of my wrist I dispel the long forgotten seal, finally putting it to rest. No more will it need to stop thieves. No more will it be required to prevent the unwelcome. No more.
I place my hand on the door causing it to creak and crack as I open it. The dust inside scatters about, flaming my nostrils while I make my way. Around me are shelves Upon her desk lay a journal, untouched by time itself. It's binding is intact, the paper fresh. I put it into my satchel, and take my leave.
Within the book lay the treasure I seek, and the knowledge that one day, I'll be set free.

Anything else?:

[soiri]

I'm pretty sure it's complete. Let me know if I forgot anything.

[Maia]

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