Height: Giraffe Weight: Has Anyone Ever Told You That It's Rude To Ask? Haircolor: Half Black and Half White Eyecolor: Red When Stable; Changes With Mood Distinguishing Feature(s): Pointed Ears, Moth Antennae, Septum and Dimple Piercings, Various Tattoos
Favorite Class: Astrologian Least Favorite: Blue Mage (Fight Me) Often Found At: Old Sharlayan, Gold Saucer, Private Mansion, Clubs
About: Hailing from a distant star, it was a mystery how Faelyn came to land on this particular star. Maybe it was by chance? Or maybe fate? All that matters is that he's here, otherwise, he would not exist at all.
His home was that of war and bloodshed. For what you might ask? Knowledge. Prior to its destruction under the weight of the near unending war, his home contained a great many forbidden books and documents. The knowledge that was sought after by neighboring stars, which meant it was under attack more often than not. Pirates, war generals, and rulers of all shapes and sizes. Had it not been for the loving nature of the wet nurse that had essentially raised him, he never would have escaped the crumbling planet.
His family ruled the warring planet; his mother missing, his king father mad from watching his denizens slaughtered, siblings that were part of the growing pile of bodies that lined the streets. He had nothing left for him. Without a fight, at the age of 10, he was boarded on a ship hidden underground, built millennia ago by his ancestors using a piece of forbidden knowledge - the ability to perform quickened space travel. It was thanks to this technology that he was able to travel from star to star, in the hope of finding a new home for himself in the universe.
To his friends and comrades, Faelyn is soft-spoken, shy, loyal, and often quite clumsy. He's filled with numerous odd quirks, likely habits he learned during his youth on his home star. XUqPSNQszwCj
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