Osai

Username:

Feorin

Age:

34

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Full Name:

Feorin Vilton

Race:

Mixed Blood

Gender:

Male

Played by:

Milo

firstimpressions:

Feorin has dark wavy hair and dark eyes to match. His most overwhelmingly obnoxious habit is in overanalyzing things.

Birthday:

June 6th

Age:

22

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Quick Traits:

• Moral
• Reliable
• Self-conscious
• Valiant
• Mercenary

Playby:

Joseph Gordon Levitte

Racial Features:

Bonded to Alsan

Alsan is a great white stallion with gold-hued scales and dark, amber eyes. His main is a mixture of gold and a lighter cream color and his tail has similar shades woven through it. His legs are slender and appear to dance on air when he spreads his strong thickly feathered yellow-gold wings.

Advanced Skills:

Imperial Fencing Martial Style Master

Personality:

Perhaps the one constant thing about Feorin is his persistance in upholding what he considers to be the 'right' and 'good' choices in what seems like an otherwise confusing world. He's lost his devotion to government which had once been a hallmark of his moral code and instead relies on his own internal compass for right and wrong. In short, Feorin's finally grown some guts.

While he still possesses some uncertainties about his own fitness to make decisions, and sometimes stumbles over the difficulty of deciding what to do when he's not sure about what is 'right'. On the other hand he realizes that inaction has led him too far astray and he needs to make amends for that. He carries a lot of guilt for blindly following what may well be one of the least just regimes in the history of Ethus.

Appearance:

After a stint in the New Ethus Prison he's cut his black hair short. He is typically clean-shaved, pressed, fastidious unless he's in the midst of battle. His dark eyes, dark hair and tan colored skin were gifts from his mother's side of the family. And while not necessarily the most stunningly attractive of men, he's fairly good looking and more than makes up for anything he is lacking with charm and good manners.

He has narrow lips, a distinctive nose and narrowed eyes, indicative of his Osai heritage. His body is lean but muscular, honed from a lifetime of military training. At the same time he is not very bulky, his frame built more for speed than strength.

History:

Feorin was raised as the only son of an Ethian Duke in Myanar. It was not until late in life and after the death of his elderly father that he discovered that he was not that man's son at all, but the result of a tryst between the elderly Ethian nobleman's wife and one of his most trusted servants, a man who his supposed father had murdered in a fit of rage.

After losing his father's title due to his illigitimacy, Feorin went on to join the sky guard which was later absorbed into the larger city military. Military life suited Feorin reasonably well since he favored a disciplined existence.

Before the fall of Myanar he fell in love with Lenora Zenend before she was swept off her feet by then Warlord Xepher Marsin. Once Xepher had vanished from the land their relationship started to rekindle only to be crushed again once the Myanar fire tore them apart once more sending Lenora off to the shores of Onise and Feorin to New Ethus.

Feorin was working his way through the ranks of the New Ethus military when an unfortunate turn of events implicated him in a prison break of very sensitive prisoners. The resulting investigation did not go in his favor and earned him prison time of his own.

He was not there long, but after his stint in the prison, Feorin might have seemed to some to be a changed man. He had lost his faith in the government. He had lost all respect for the supposed 'warlord' and had lost his trust in the notion that doing right by others would assure reasonably humane treatment in return.

He did break off from the outpost military for a time, joining a rebel movement and acting against the very men he'd been working beside. It was difficult and heartbreaking. It was not long before he realized he did not have the stomach for it.

Upon learning of the Warlord's decision to return to the Myanar Ruins at long last he returned to the military bunkers even under the suspicious eyes of his fellows. Few things had ever been so difficult emotionally. He wanted to confess to his guilty crimes against the outpost but kept it to himself. Now he remains in a sort of limbo half expecting to be outed for his treason.

Mother Name/Race:

Haruna Vilton/Osai

Father Name/Race:

unofficially: Joven Caeldwin/Ethian Rosewood officially: Falcor Vilton/Ethian Tanzanite

Siblings:

None

Spouse:

engaged to Lenora Zenend

Children:

Wished to adopt Seifer as his son but never quite got to Onise.

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