IGNATIUS LINUS
//major inconvenience//
You realize you've stumbled upon what's undoubtedly a man of Garlemald's upbringing, what do you say?
Light warning for Spoilers from Shadowbrinegrs & beyond
Why are you here?
"Why? Well it'd be no fun if I outright told you, but I will say that it isn't my choice. Let's call it that I'm an acting body for a... positive force, yes." Although it's difficult to parse what exactly was so funny about that statement, you withstand his oddly repetitive laughter, waiting for a break to speak again.
The basics
AGE: early 30's.
BIRTHDAY: 4th Sun of the 4th AM
RACE: Midlander Hyur
GENDER: Male
SEXUALITY: Terrifyingly【REDACTED】
PLACE OF RESIDENCE: An attic, somewhere.
Personality
Unbearable. He's antagonistic, cryptic, and hysterical. It's extremely often that opening his mouth results in dagger-wielding stares, if not immediate violence. As such, he often sports cuts or bruises on his person, explained away with an airy "Oh, you know." There are times where the things he says offer some measure of situational clarity, and even some positive insight, but they're rare. Stirring the pot is just so much more amusing.
Documentation
HAIR: Light dusty brown, short cut and choppy. Frames his face with some mighty sideburns.
EYES: Dark gray, not black.
HEIGHT: 5 fulms 9 ilms
BUILD: Vaguely muscular, mostly skinny.
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Nothing in particular, though his eyes are awfully beady.
COMMON ACCESSORIES: The occasional stupid hat.
WEAPONS: Magitek daggers, gunblade, the heavy end of a cane, a random object on the walkways (?)PROFESSION: Ironworks concept artist.
LANGUAGES: Common tongue, (?)
BIRTHPLACE: Garlemald
FEARS: If there's anything at all, it's unclear. Maybe boredom.
SKILLS & ABILITIES
✦ Ignatius is, for some ungodly reason, blessed with a creativity beyond measure. To the dismay of his peers, his ability to brainstorm and design is nigh insurmountable, though his unsettling personage kept him from achieving great heights, he remains undaunted in taking apart, reassembling and creating new technological advancements.Of course every gift must come with a cost, he tends to produce ideas beyond what Eorzea's few magitechnical facilities can offer, and is reined in by a dearth of materials available aside from abandoned scrap from emptied castrums. As such, he focuses primarily on mounted machinery like submersibles and armors, and occasionally mammets.✦ He's capable of building many a thing, but he rarely has the patience for it. He sticks primarily to designs, blueprints and repairs, occasionally offering help with the construction of smaller parts.✦ Although his job was as an engineer among his people, he is undoubtedly military trained in a number of light bladed weapons. His most proficient are his daggers and gunblade.✦ There is an... intense pain tolerance within this man. He seems to invite violence his way without much regard for self preservation, and he doesn't bleed any less than anyone else. Where this tolerance stems from is unknown, but a soldier's horror within the walls of Garlemald is a rarely discussed thing. His overseers occasionally make comical sport of his comparability to a punching bag.✦ Do not peer too hard into the void, because it will not only look back, but pull you into its embrace.
What do you want?
" Such a silly question! Why, I want to be realized! "
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