REIRA MYNAIORN
walking disaster
art by @Andernell
RAVA VIERA
AGE: 46
HEIGHT: 198 cm
GENDER: NON-BINARY
PRONOUNS: HE/THEY
ORIENTATION: GAY
OCCUPATION: ADVENTURER
MAIN JOBS : DARK KNIGHT / REAPER
ABOUT
APPEARANCE
Reira is a very common Rava except for his noticeable height, the freckles peppering his whole body and his barely noticeable heterochromia.His hair has the particularity to change colors with seasons, going from a dusty white in winter to a chocolate brown in summer with a palette of beige colors in between.He usually keeps his hare-like tail hidden under coats or armors, mostly because he doesn’t like its fluttering and hates having it touched without his consent.He also has a good number of scars all over his limbs and torso, as well as a thin one below his left eye, and a weird, glowing mark on his tongue.PERSONNALITY
Reira is usually wandering alone, having little to no interest in sticking to a team or any group of people for too long. Very independent, he could rightly be described as selfish, but his feelings are always genuine and he would confidently take a bullet for anyone he considers a peer.He’s very blunt, coarse and often taunting, but never talks with the intent to hurt.Though he might appear unfriendly and placid at first, his energy goes from zero to ten in a second if something arouses his curiosity. He always wears his heart on his sleeve without any hint of shame and just doesn't know how to lie, on top of rarely seeing the point of doing so.FIGHTING STYLE
Very fierce and quick to act in battle, Reira also tends to act on instinct only and his impulsivity exposes him to countless risks, his tenacity and high pain tolerance making up for it - usually.He’s first and foremost a close-ranged fighter, but also has some aptitude for black magic and has learned to combine it with his physical abilities.
FULL STORY
Reira doesn't know where he was born, nor from whom.
His few memories of his mother are a sweet smell of sweat, thin fingers breading his hair, and even thinner lips calling his name sometimes - rarely. He remembers roads and roads leading to nowhere, seen from his mother back where she used to carry him, away from strangers and anyone else but her. He remembers a boat and crossing the sea during days, falling asleep in his mother arms nights after nights, until the morning they reached land and he woke up alone, wrapped in the same blanket his mother used to carry him around.*Once it was clear his mother had run away and abandoned him behind, Reira finally started to exist. The ship’s crew, mostly made of old orphans and rascals born from unloving parents, accepted him on the boat, first as a protegee, then as a cabin boy, and mostly as a kin. Adopted by the quartermaster herself, he grew up on the corsair boat and took its name, hopeful to live the rest of his life on the sea.Around his sixteenth birthday and at his deeply expected coming of age as a male Viera, Reira celebrated like the sailor he was: carelessly and drunkenly. Soft hearted still, he exchanged childish vows with an amused Rava, who was touched enough by his naivete to play along - only to meet her again seven months later, heavy with child and not amused anymore.Her pregnancy, so unexpected she had noticed it far too late, had left her with a simple and indisputable choice she exposed to Reira: either the baby would be put for adoption, or he would take care of it himself. Either way, she would take no part in it. Haunted by his own history and dazed by the unexpected turn of event, Reira turned his back to the sea; he left his mates and his ship, and set foot on earth with a baby in his arms.*With the help of his own adopted mother, Reira settled in a small fisher village in eastern Thanalan. Determined to provide for his daughter, Myrgan, he took various jobs that slowly dragged him farther and farther from the shore. Despite his attachment and feeling of duty toward his child, the freedom offered by the lands behind their village was tempting him a little more with every passing day. Hiding his yearning for freedom behind the responsibility of earning money, he started to take hunting contracts and escorting missions, his few days of work slowly lengthening into weeks of travel while Myrgan was left to the care of her grandmother.
By the time he was 20, he was barely returning home every month - still convincing himself it was out of dedication, despite his daughter’s trust slowly fading - until one specific encounter definitely put an end to it.*Hunting voidsent had become Reira’s speciality around his early 20’s; funnily enough, he crossed the wrong one by escorting a team of harmless archaeologists, who had asked for his and a few adventurer’s protection. As they progressed through a cave, a weird, monstrous larva emerged from the darkness and barely had the time to yell at them before Reira silenced it definitely.
Its mother, though, wasn’t as easy to deal with.
The voidsent, Ecuba, slaughtered everyone but Reira. Judging death was too sweet, she cursed him with the same pain he had caused her: he would never see his child alive again - not by killing Myrgan, but by erasing her from her memory and by making her forever unable to remember Reira, if they ever met again. She marked his tongue with the symbol of her sorrow, and by doing so, Reira disappeared entirely from his daughter’s mind.*To this day, Reira is condemned to the life he desired but never truly chose. Unable to get back to his home and family, he wanders everywhere the wind takes him, never bored to discover the world but forever weighted by the loss of the child he clumsily loved. His weird connection with Ecuba opened another can of worms he regularly has to deal with in the form of various voidsents, attracted by the ancient aether he now carries.
But oh, well.
The more, the merrier.
hooks
JOB HUNTING
Reira is often looking for a job, since he rarely takes on contracts exceeding a month. He’s specialized in mercenary work of all kind as well as bounty hunting, and any other kind of duty requiring a strong pair of arms and not so much brain. Not deprived of some sense of justice, he will outright refuse any task that goes against his moral, but danger is nothing he would be afraid of if it’s well-paid – or just sounds fun enough.EYE CANDY
When he’s not looking for trouble, troubles find him in the form of various occult monsters, voidsents and other eldritch horrors. Coming from who knows where, they all seem especially interested by Reira’s eyes, either to eat them or destroy them - he never had the chance to ask. Even if Reira is used to their assaults and knows how to defend himself pretty well, he would gladly accept any kind of help – or he might just has been thrown through your window by a clawing hand or a tentacle...IT'S JUST A FLESH WOUND
Due to his chaotic lifestyle and draining way of fighting, Reira is often in need of medical care he can or can’t afford. The unusual pact he made with his avatar also comes with the price of chronic headaches striking him like a train from time to time, which lends him to a very vulnerable state some could take advantage of.GOING TO A FUNERAL?
Reira has a strong respect for the deaths and a very deep interest in funerary cults of any cultures and times. He’s surprisingly knowledgeable about the subject and treats it with an uncharacteristic consideration and gentleness. Cemeteries also tend to soothe him, and he will almost always head to one when he’s emotionally troubled._________________________
miscellaneous
· Reira's mother tongue is ancient Roegadyn language, and he only learned common tongue later in his youth. His sentences may sometimes sound weirdly formed, especially when he gets uneasy and nervous.· Despite his wages and his frugal lifestyle, he’s almost always broke.· He’s easily charmed by music, especially by the sound of bowed string instruments.· He’s a very good swimmer and will take a dip anytime he can, no matter the weather.
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Voidsent avatar
ECUBA
Ecuba is a very ancient voidsent who exiled herself on the Source.
She's independant, but linked herself to Reira by the curse mark on his tongue.
OUT OF CHARACTER
Matts • she/her • 30+french.
i don't really rp anymore 🫡 but i still like reira