WANTED

─── Fear is never an option,

so dying's not a real phobia ───

Rhevi'a acts like everyone is already his friend, and he is outgoing and silly, to the point of seeming oblivious and unintelligent. He has a crooked smile and rogueish charms, playing the part of a well-meaning fool like it's second nature. However, more perceptive people, or those who have more knowledge of Limsa's underbelly, may recognize the act the crafty Miqo'te is putting on - or the strange slang that makes its way into his speech.He lives life on the edge, always on the lookout for the next dangerous job and the next adrenaline rush.

APPEARANCE:

Small but lanky; a long, slim body suited to nimble work and quick getaways. Soft, fluffy white hair and fur, tail is especially long and feathery. Pale blue-violet eyes.

PERSONALITY:

Outgoing and silly, to the point of seeming oblivious and unintelligent. However, it's (mostly) an act he puts on to keep people's guard down, and in reality he is quite crafty and cunning. Likes to live life fast-paced and dangerously.

──On the path that many won't take;
They say that it's risky, we say wait!

On the brink of death and danger,
It's one big joke, we laugh in its facе! ──

FULL NAME. Rhevi'a MolkohNAMEDAY. 3rd Sun of the 6th Umbral MoonAGE. 24HEIGHT. 5 fulms, 8 ilmsGENDER. Trans malePRONOUNS. he/himORIENTATION. BisexualRACE & CLAN. Miqo'te ; Keeper of the MoonBIRTHPLACE. Southern IlsabardCURRENT HOME. Limsa LominsaOCCUPATION. Rogue, ThiefAFFILIATION. Rogues' GuildALIGNMENT. Chaotic Neutral

STORY:

[Note: this is a work in progress, but here are some key points]> born in Ilsabard, community of a few Keeper families living together
> hunted and helped care for everyone, particularly good with a bow & knives
> left around age 15/16 and traveled around like other male Keepers, ended up in Eorzea
> typically got food and made ends meet by stealing or odd jobs (mostly stealing)
> started out of necessity but also turned into a sort of game for him
> eventually gets caught by the rogue's guild in Limsa and they basically pick him up by the scruff and go you're stupid but you're good at this, join the guild instead of doing all this
> he joins the guild and now he runs around doing stuff for them and generally being a nuisance

A BENE COVE

Those who have knowledge of Limsa's underbelly may recognize the strange slang that makes its way into Rhevi'a's speech - the thieves' cant that marks him as a member of the Rogues' Guild.