Saerdha

Ash, Smoke, and the Scent of Lavender

A magister Thaumaturge

The clinking sound of golden charms can be heard whenever this miqo'te approaches, and it lingers after he departs. In his presence, the soft scent of mingled lavender and smoke suggest he's only just quit one of his two favorite pursuits: spellcraft or alchemy. Magick, though, is never far when he is near. In the heat of the desert sun, the air about him is an oasis of cool comfort; in the rain, water steams from his skin; and in the cold, he exudes an aura of heat.

To his peers in the Thaumaturge's Guild, he is thought of as a sophist, and even a heterodox, but he'll accept either title with wide grin.

To his students, he is a terror. Those caught whispering are given reason to squawk when they find the tails of their robes set alight, while those caught sleeping will find trouble raising their heads, iced as they are to their desks.

To the men of Ul'dah, and beyond, he is a shameless flirt.

But to all those he calls friend, he can be a powerful ally... when he's of a mind to be.

General Info

Race: keeper miqo'te
Age: wouldn't you like to know~?
Orientation: ♂+♂
Occupation: priest, mortician
Title: magister thaumaturge
Notable characteristics: smells of lavender a smoke · darkened sclera ·heavily tattooed back and left arm · precisely 5 fulm in height

OOC

Dark & Adult Themes, Grey Morality
Literate, Paragraph-style
ERP or Fade
Horror/Violence
21+ Player

Metagaming
Godmoding
Blurred OOC/IC
Minors

Hooks

Any connection to mages, magick, or mystery are sure to pique this miqo'te's interests
A capable alchemist by anyone's standard, he will rarely take commissions
Glyphic wards on his back disguise what must be a prodigious font of aether
Officially a thaumaturge of the guild, rumors suggest a talent for even darker sorts of magick...
Can often be found at the Sumac & Saffron Coffee Lounge in Ul'dah