╝Name
●: Naphm
╝Gender
●: Male
╝Age
●: Fourtyeight
╝Appeared age
●: Nineteen
╝Race
●: Viera
╝Homeworld
●: Ivalice
╝Family
●: Latheos (son)
●: Leonna (daughter)
●: Kalah Enderhime (Wife)
╝School year
●: TBA
╝Sexuality
●: Heterosexual
╝Unusual markings/makeup:
●: Scars line his torso. Twice along the right side of his clavicle and then just below his rib cage where four marks drag from what appears to be caused from claws. The marks from an animal would have a deep set red contrast against his darker skin that make it stand out more than the others.
╝Relationship Status
●: single and interested
╝Personality
●: Resilient and strong, his heart is worn on his sleeve. Naphm keeps to his own but is always the one to help if needed, he is a fatherly figure to most and helps guides those whom are weary from day to day life and their travels. Wise with an overwhelming sense of personal responsibility, yet, often childish. He plays tag with the younger ones but where there is kindness, there is also a fault. There are claw twitches with an unexpected side to him having an untamed aggressive nature. Challenges tend to get the heat to rise and it's difficult for him to calm. Keeping a handle on the aggression is a work in progress.
╝Backstory Summarized
●: "Although all Viera begin their lives in the forest, they are not necessarily bound to remain there to the end," As quoted by a very familiar Viera, one whom he had looked up to, and followed in her print to find himself among civilization in spite of his family wishes. He too sacrificed his blood, and friends of the village to look for a brighter future in a world so vast. This is where his story begins as nothing really interesting happens when you're a young-ling following blindly in the elders footsteps.
The decision made to leave the Wood happened a sort of twenty years ago, but keep in mind, for Viera's, their aging isn't quite the same as a human's.
Decades past and the Woods were defended, His ears became used to the machinery and the chitter-chatter of the Humes... disheartening but yet another sacrifice. The blood that ran through him felt numb, his heritage only showing through his appearance because as of current times now he is the equivalent of Hume. Pockets empty of currency and without home, life on the streets became more difficult by the passing day. Night came and he wondered the outside of Arcadia, avoiding the Wood and coming to the plains. A wasteland for those whom couldn't fight, but thankfully, he had been taught well enough for battle. A requirement for the Wood.
Naphm walked the deserts, the plains and soon found himself at a trading post. A Chocobo ranch. A perfect coincidence; perhaps the Woods did take care of him still. Applying for the job and being adept to animals of a natural affinity, he became close to the ranchers and found himself in a growing trade. A roof over his head and never without food, he made a life for himself and even more so, found a hume whim he grew to care deeply for. Years spent with his wife, his mate, and then he had become blessed with two bright lights of his life. Twins; Latheos and Leonna... Beautiful brother and sister half-lings. Though... complications arrived, their mother, his wife soon fell ill to a wide spread sickness and soon passed from complications.
A single father of twins; one female and one male of six years old and a rancher near Archadia. His services took him on a week long tour away form his children... and then, the worst began to happen. Creatures from not of this world began to attack the caravan. These creatures devoured everything and normal weapons had become useless against them. Bullets, sword... Some magic worked but, they kept coming. He had to get home. Taking off, mounted and riding as fast as he could, a day out. His path became blocked, a blockade of these creatures appeared to ambush all things living. That's when the light came, a blinding light as he unmounted and became enraged. Two blades of warmth blessed his hands, light and easy to swing and giving him the ability to slice through these creatures to create a path... but things became darker and darker. Everything disappeared into darkness.
Light came, voices of his children... he for sure believe this to be the afterlife. Eyes struggled opened and with light, it faded to the scenery. A foreign place... a place that carried the same warm feeling as the two blades.
╝Mastery Status
●: tba
╝Affiliation
●: Light/good
╝Power(s)/Skills
●: Acrobatic agility
●: He has a natural gift for animals and creatures of the wood, taming them is a mastery taken from his home-world.
●: Specializes cure and restoration magic.
●: His brute strength is near unmatched when it comes to an all out brawl and he passively uses his mana to enhance this.
╝Battle Style
●: Seemingly unpredictable and without a spoken plan however; the fight is solely dependent on the opponent being faced and their mannerisms. Detailed attention goes into their expressions and structure or, rather, their easement of muscle and controlled steps to create his split second decisions to go about the encounter. Beastly strength would come hamming down on any foe, a force to be reckoned with as if being hit by a raging bull. A heavy hitter.
╝Element Type Alignment
●: Nature/Ground
╝Weapon(s)/Keyblade
●: Two blades held in reverse(Ventus for an example) These two blades resemble his children lost, twin blades.
Image to come soon.
╝Likes
●: Children
●: Adventure
●: Secluded areas
●: Deep forests
╝Dislikes
●: Sudden loud sounds
●: Constant chatter
●: Pastries and other desserts
●: Repeating himself... To be honest, he'll refuse to do so.
╝Strengths
●: Agility
●: Supreme hearing> thanks to his larger ears.
●: An iron will> Or bullheaded depending on who you ask.
●: Plant based knowledge in poisons and restoration.
╝Weaknesses
●: Once challenged, he will never back away nor ask for mercy, it's a dishonor to back down however; a few exceptions. One, would be due to interference, then he would consider the challenge null and the second... (Would be reserved upon further notice. Will find another reason, I'm sure.)
●:Challenges tend to get the heat to rise and it's difficult for him to calm.
●: Naphm's own Pride.
IMPORTANT INFORMATION
●: He carries a locket of his two children about his neck at all times. Silver pendant wire worked into a tree with tiny mana crystals decorating as leaves. Silver chain to match but, made of stainless steel to protect its integrity.
●: Viera's as a race, tend to be long lived compared to humans.
●: He will never tell his age, only leave it up to a guess. You will never be wrong and hardly ever be right.
●: Everyone knows he's searching for two kids however he had never uttered a word about their relation.
Will update with a full picture. Just gotta bust out my drawing stuff. Excited for his destiny to play out.
