GUIDELINES

.  RULE ONE  .  Do not be racist, sexist, homophobic, transphobic, etc. Exhibit any of these and you are getting the boot..  RULE TWO  .  I am someone who believes the ideology that everyone's stories deserve a voice; so long as it does not squander another person's. Generally, I am a flexible person when it comes to this, but if I feel toes being stepped on I will address it. I ask the same from those I rp with..  RULE THREE   .  As someone who dabbles into morally grey theming with my writing and characters, I kindly ask you to be at least 18 years of age to roleplay and interact with my stories involving Ciren and/or any of my other characters. I am not comfortable with rping with individuals not of the age of consent, because should I go into these topics within rp it is important that all parties involve are able to consent to such. Do NOT however, take me being morally gray as being evil, those are not the same thing.

.  RULE FOUR   .  I do lots of things outside of roleplay, and while it is a great passion of mine: know that it is not my life. I may be a cryptid inside a computer screen to most, but I am also a person with obligations outside of the internet. I also enjoy doing other things in ffxiv as a whole, such as gposing and housing. If rp is not on my brain, then it is simply not on my brain. Please respect that. Do not guilt trip me into any roleplay scenarios, that is an instant red flag that will make me distance myself from you..  RULE FIVE  .  Roleplay involves lots of collaboration, so please speak to me if you want to plan things in specifics. Tt is important to let me know ahead of time so I can prepare and give my consent. IC =/= OOC, and should characters disagree I will ask if the player is okay. this also applies to any darker theming that can be potentially triggering for other parties. I am okay with darker themes, but even I have clear boundaries that will make me anxious if they are treaded upon lightly.

PErSONA

╰┈┈┈┈┈ basics ┈┈┈┈┈╮  name   Ciren En-Faea  aliases   Swallowtail, Meyhali, She of Light, Shaded Lily (reserved), Sirena Bella, Dalninil.  age   24 summers.  birthday   6th umbral moon, 23rd day.  ethnicity   Hannish, Raen.  languages   Hannish, Common, Sign, Broken Doman/Hingan/Yanxian.  gender | pronouns   Cis-female. She/Her.  family   Ume Nashmeira and Mizuki Sui (surrogate mothers).  occupation   Wandering Performer/Healer for the Westwind Sales Marketing and Logistics Free Company  home   Thanalan, Goblet.  affiliations   House Suilloix, Silent Order

╰┈┈┈┈┈ appearance ┈┈┈┈┈╮  hair   Raven black, long down the small of her back.  eyecolor   Pale eyes with a distinct aether-blue mist clouding them.  notable features   Opaline mermaid scales, crystals under left eye, claws, lily hair pin.  piercing   Tail and Horn adornments.  scars   N/A.  body shape   round, a bit lithe, muscles primarily in the legs.  height   rude (5'0, 5'2 with heels).  weight   also rude??  way of walking   walking in elegant strides, almost in a rhythm.  way of speech   whispery, many pauses.  voice claim   Stephanie McKeon

╰┈┈┈┈┈ love ┈┈┈┈┈╮  sexual orientation   Demiromantic-pansexual.  preference   None applicable.  relationship status   Single.  interested in   Platonic relations ,serious dates, etc.  romance   Currently pining for one Shiraban Qerel.  love language   Acts of Service.

“And when you dive into the blue,
I'll be there next to you.
I never want to miss a thing,
We fall in love again.
You know I may hold onto June,
But all that you go through, I'm with you."- Alan Walker, Who I Am

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"Patience is a virtue, discipline is a way of life.
To live, one must have the discipline to weather the storms and the patience to watch the world grow after cataclysms pass."

"I view thee and it is the protectiveness of a guardian. I view her and it is someone too easily influenced by the aether that surrounds. I view thee both and I see a curled up form that floats aimlessly through the sunless sea."
— Testimonial from the Nameless

  personality  In terms of personality, Ciren is an overall neutral character; believing in the ideology that nature will take it's course. At face value, she is quiet, one content to observe conversation before joining as her curious nature soaks in how people behave. However, do not let her silence fool you in that she is complacent with what goes on around her. If and when she does speak up, the Raen will often speak in a way that is both simplistic and utterly confusing.Many often find her to be a woman wholly to her faith; the faith of the cycles, the Manusya, and by extension the All-Seeing Eye that hangs at the entrance of Radz-at-Han. That can easily tie into how she converses with people, often listening quietly and somehow making every instance she speaks somehow tie into her beliefs; as well as how she uses her abilities to heal others.Yet deep down, she is proof that nature is as calm as it is callous; a woman forced to grow early too quickly upon the star, from the knowledge she holds. Should it needs come to it, she will have to be the reminder of such a concept. Her mannerisms paint her as an elder soul that has understood too much in her very short life. Everything returns to the star at some point, and she is painfully acceptant of the burden of her blood and her name.Though, something stirs deeper; beyond the mist of those pale eyes.

"Breezes, ferry me to the wild. Time, flows over me without a trace like raindrops lost in the lake. So I close my eyes, and try to be one of them."

memoria

"Perhaps the butterfly is proof that you can go through a great deal of darkness, yet can still become something beautiful."

  present  With her past ceasing to be, the Raen would continue to be with her free company, working with them and her dear companions at House Suilloix; along with her affiliation with those who are Silent. In doing so, she opened a sanctuary to continue her practices in the healing artes and take up the hobby of herbalism. She would take upon the mantle as the head of their Overland Logistics branch. Her gardens, the Kadjaya's Spirit, is her primary base of operations. Yet, her wanderings did not cease, as she would take upon her mother's old performance mantle: 'Swallowtail', and wander and perform for the people. However, within her heart there is a confliction of her faith. The conjurer tribe her mother once belonged to is gone, but within her mind the fortune told to her mother by the starseer continues to plague her mind.Against everything, thou love always.It has also been observed by her confidants within the Westwind, that the Raen has changed dramatically in her two summers upon Eorzean shores. Her grey eyes, now swirl in an aetheric-blue hue and her scales have changed to look as though she was of the sea. The reality, is that her condition was a burden of a name long lost:Ciren.Her connection to aether has grown stronger, akin to a leyline. Yet in exchange, it leaves the woman with lapses in memory from her younger days; when she was a little girl with a dream to soar as high as her mother once did as a performer, when she arrived to Eorzea as a young adult eager for new adventures. She lives as a hollow reflection of the woman she once was, and takes solace in what she has left. Yet she still wonders; what does it mean to live? Thus, you might find the little dancer fluttering in the most unexpected places; trying to find the answer to this unending question.

  past  She was born with her wings clipped at birth, given solace in the form of a lily hairpin. And a friend she knew as Entwined. Ciren En-Faea was born in the streets of Radz-at-Han by her mother, whom had fled a nomadic tribe in order to find a space to take care of her only child. Pale, unseeing eyes opened to the world for the first time on her nameday, and her mother was given a prophecy by a starseer. "Against everything, thou love always." From there she was trained on how to navigate using her senses. She spent her days amongst her newfound family in Troupe Kaghana, a performance troupe in Radz-at-Han. Ciren would observe in sounds and sensations how they played music and danced, often tapping the ground to feel the vibrations as the sounds graced her horns. She wanted to be a performer just like the rest of them.Until her mother collapsed on stage; an evident episode of her condition. For those with her name were cursed to have too much aether, a blessing unto others in healing but damnation upon the soul. Ciren and her mother withdrew from the troupe, and during the Final Days, Ciren was locked inside while Alarune donned her conjury staff to heal the people. That fateful day.. she died. Filled with grief, she wandered, going to Garlemald for six moons to help the populace, before being set for Eorzea and reunited with a family friend, Ume Nashmeira; whom she now calls her mother. Now, she has a new family in the form of the Westwind Free Company, and she has sworn that she will protect it with her life. Even as ties to her past conjury tribe wished to chain her down, she broke free and reforged her wings. The one thing she took was a title; Meyhali. That day, she vowed will be the Meyhali her loved ones need her to be.

"Such a selfless Meyhali. Beauty, for the one that provides a river of wealth."
— Testimonial from Zamir Suilloix

There is an easy way to know if it is She or Them. How do you mean? Look yonder, upon the windows to the soul. The eyes? Aye. For the Swallowtail tends to have those soft lifeless orbs. **They're beautiful. Yet the other, there is a fire that burns within- despite being unseeing. They look akin to a beast's. Be that as it may, those eyes see.. something. And? They will hunt it down."

  them.  From within the life now split, within the newfound pin did the existence stir. It too, cooed and wailed as newborn as it was, though not in the normal sense. From within, a myriad of possibilities seem to converge into one. the half-life can sense its other half, how calm the daughter was. it exists but just like on the outside..through her it lives.Just as on the outside, through it she lives. It is alive, yes? A name, it needed a name, for all living people need names do they not? Muffled voices can be heard from outside, a man and a woman, and it was hard to pinpoint the words. Though, as it focused harder it could hear something, an utterance. “En-faea.” the muffled musings of a woman spoke as it broke through the suffocating silence. En-faea? Ah, nay, the half-life knows exactly what the name will be. Like a chorus of agreement, the blooming of emotions rang through its heart- their heart.En. they will be En.

  them.  Ciren's "self-entwined", as she has dubbed them. They do not come out often, only when they are called or when Ciren is hurt. Those with aethersense can see sanguine within the girl's aether, a symbolism of their presence. Be careful when speaking their name, for it may be an invitation.  Name | Pronouns   En"twined" Faea. (they/them) , "Thorns", Sanguine Witch
  Personality   Violent, inherently prickly, distrustful.
  Classes   RDM | RPR | AST
  Voice Claim   The Knave, Arrelechino, Genshin Impact EN + JP

facets

The self is beautiful in it's mutlifaceted nature.Character Hooks.

Aethersight
The Raen does not wholly rely on this, due to the rammifications on her condition. Yet, she has the ability to see the soul. Without it, she is wholly blind to the world. You'll know when she is using it, when the aether in her eyes forms her limbal rings.─── ⋆ ⭑ ⋆ ───

Botany
Ciren is an avant botanist, opening a place within Thanalan known as the Kadjaya's Spirit. It is there where she grows a myriad of the herbs and blooms she uses in her salves, tonics, and antidotes. If you are in need of a botanist's wisdom or of blooms that need to be procured, she is happy to provide both.─── ⋆ ⭑ ⋆ ───

The Soul
Ciren's aether is wholly unaspected, leaving it to be a pale blue color. Yet, it does appear to have a layer of sanguine. Blooming and receding; a show of their protection. If you stare, it stares back. For the soul has no white, nor black, only greys. Only She, We, Us, and Them.─── ⋆ ⭑ ⋆ ───

Informant
While the Kadjaya's Spirit is a garden of blooms, it is also a haven of information. When she picks up on things, she will remain silent on them until asked. That being said, this wallflower knows knowledge comes with a price; and that goes both ways. The question is: is the price worth it?─── ⋆ ⭑ ⋆ ───

Performer
You may have come across a dancer with the moniker of 'Swallowtail'. She is able to perform in combat, and her dances and singing voice have been known to boost morale for her allies. However, her prowess has garnered the attention of those within darker places. Maybe it might grab yours?─── ⋆ ⭑ ⋆ ───

Adornments
Ciren's free company had commissioned those of the High Crucible of Al-Kimiya as well as the Goldsmithing guild in Ul'dah to craft the Raen adornments on her tail and horns; helping monitor her aether should imbalances arise. Her lily hairpin, also acts as a way for her free company to keep tabs. Yet, it seems like it lives somehow.─── ⋆ ⭑ ⋆ ───

GALLERY

The memories long lost, rest here within the reverie.

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