i'rihnn

A mellow, somewhat awkward Miqo'te who doesn't seem to know what he wants to do with himself. He spends a lot of his time lounging in bars or restaurants listening to whoever has a story to tell, or working around to give help where it's needed. Though he tends to laugh off any and all inquiries as to his well-being, he has no qualms about telling of his past. You'll just have to ask directly. (and get half-truths as answers.)

What he won't tell is that he relishes in this camaraderie and indulgence, since it's something he's never gotten to experience before, and he fully intends to make the best of it. Maybe follow his passions as well... whenever he comes to terms with them.

Gentle ⬦ Protective ⬦ Anxious ⬦ Honest ⬦ Impulsive ⬦ Provocable

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Information here is public and common knowledge.

Full Name: I'rihnn Seabrook
Race: Seeker of the Sun
Age: 34 Summers (May 16th) (spiritually like 40)
Gender: (Trans) Man (he/him)
Height: 5 fulms, 1 ilm

Body Type: Broad; very muscular from a life of work. Almost barrel-shaped.
Scars: Several all across his body from a variety of things, but none as glaring as the one going clean the length of his face through his right eye.
Notable Features: Other than said scar, freckles dusting his cheeks and shoulders. His right eye is blindーthe color may not be outstanding, but the glassy pupil or the fact it doesn't quite track with the other might. Large fangs, ear tufts, and a long, bushy tail.

Occupation: Culinarian, general handyman for hire
Current Residence: Ul'dah (though he travels occasionally)

As for that not so well known... (very long. i'm sorry in advance)

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Information here is kept varying levels of secretive. Please discuss before using!
and also very long even though i tried to condense it. im sorry

I'rihnn and his sisters were born to a Gyr Abanian tribe and became some of many orphans caused by the Garlean empire when I'rihnn was eleven. They ran for safety along with Ala Mhigan refugees, found a home in the streets of Ul'dah, and this is all that he knows about his youth. As a trauma response, he doesn't remember much from before then, and could never find any record of his birth family besides. After this point, they lived on their own, fending for themselves through fierce willpower and the kindness of strangers in Pearl Lane.

He was an angry, rebellious child, and had a penchant for vengeance. (though he was too young to do but naught about anything, so this resulted mostly just in him being aggressive and irritable.) The older, I'ndanya, cared for them until she was too unwell to, wherein he took over from then on.

At sixteen, he gets into a fight in I'dhakaya's defense, and takes a slash across his face. He was treated with enough urgency and quickness that he didn't lose the eye entirely; however his right eye is permanently blinded. He now bears a scar and a pale, discolored eye he doesn't particularly care about.

They were eventually adopted by their new fathers when I'rihnn was twenty-one. Their home is warm and loving, and a sharp contrast to the harsh resting place they've always settled for. It's surreal. It doesn't feel possible, for such a wonderful change to happen after everything. It doesn't feel real, someone like him being happy and safe.

Their home is one of peace and warmth, and has the unerring fortitude of one whose family fought to be such. Steadily, slowly, gently, the tense, angry mindset is eased out of I'rihnn, along with I'ndanya's health improving, and so on and so forth. (however, he still has a few traits that were never really buriedーlike the fact that anyone who hurts his loved ones is certain to get it back tenfold. (this.. doesn't always turn out well.) generally, he is terribly easy to provoke.)

Eventually, though, the Calamity struck, and the family was launched into a familiar state of fear for what felt like an impossibly long while. I'rihnn realized in a forceful shock how much everything in the world he once scorned meant to him when it was all nearly torn away.

In any case, now I'rihnn, since he knows what it's like to starve, scared and suffering alone, feeling like no one loves you enough to ensure your lifeーdeeply wants to fight feeling that again, or anyone else going through that either. He wants dearly to help when and wherever he can. Not only this, but the sense of unity and compassion rebuilding yourselves together with the community around you instilled in one during the aftermath of the Calamity has never left him.

Now, he's started to go out on his own without the fear of having to fend for himself and his family on his backーwhich has led to him indulging a lot more than he's ever gotten to before. For the moment, he spends his time doing part-time (and odd) jobs utilizing his skills as a culinarian and in manual labor as cash grabs to experience things he never was able to before, and spoil his family when he can.

In particular, he's especially fond of the dancers he's met across the realm... you'd have to fight him a bit to get it out of him, but he does dream of being one, and if he were to be completely honest, has since he was much younger. The freedom, elegance, and grace of their dances has always allured him, and he's thought of it as something to aspire to, once he was 'free' himself. Now that he is... well, he's just scared.

Back to basics.

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⬦:: Helping hand
He ends up doing a lot of favors for those he can, especially parents/guardians, kids themselves... you get the idea. This along with the various odd jobs he's done for proper establishments means he might be a familiar face to you, or even someone he's helped out beforeーor perhaps they meet for a favor like this?

⬦:: Homely
If you haven't heard of him before, you may have heard of his fathers Mauve and Kaienーand the fact that their home is open to all. Living with them and his two sisters, the Seabrook household is, while not advertised or business-like, known to those who know of them as a sort of safe haven. A home for those who have none of their own.

On that note, he ends up being a sort of big brother figure to some, whether he realizes it or not. He's also just kind of a dad... He can't help it... Get headpats and praise.

⬦:: Aspiration
He's enamored by all dancers, and often goes to see them perform (though off to the side, hopefully out of sight, in an attempt not to be lumped in with more unsavory types) so he might have been seen at a show or hall by performers or audience alike.

⬦:: Callus
I'rihnn used to be rowdy, almost volatile in his youth, there's the possibility he could run back into someone he once got in a fight with. Or perhaps, someone he did some kind of less than savory job for. Maybe you just recognize his as a not-so-friendly face?

⬦:: Refuge
If you've relations in Pearl Lane from before the calamity, then his might be a familiar face as a "neighbor." Even then, as his past home, he still makes a point to help those he can in this area in particular.

⬦:: Hot-headed
He has regrettably never been able to grow out of being incredibly easy to provoke. He is by no means the irritable and angry person he used to be, but those that 'poke the bear' so to speak easily get results. If you're the type who likes to push buttons, or is just taunting looking for a fight, you'll likely get one if you push long enough.

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Mei
iri: IM NOT OLD LIKE THAT
mei: YOU ASKED ME TO EXPLAIN FORTNITE DANCING TO YOU.. THOUGH..?!

Altan
altan: (hasnt felt a persons touch since midway thru heavensward) by the twelve

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