SPURN BY THE

GRACE OF  GOLD.


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  name .     ASTEL VALOR  pronouns .     HE / HIM  age .     ∞  sexuality .     HOMOSEXUAL / DEMIROMANTIC  species .     VEENA VIERA  height .     6’8”  weight .     226lbs  likes .     RELAXING, PARTYING, FINE DINING, SOCIAL ACTIVTY, PHOTOGRAPHY, CHARITY  dislikes.     INCONVENIENCES, BIGOTRY, PRETENTIOUSNESS, LOITERING, AMORALITY  occupation .     WOL / BUSINESSMAN  residency .     IDYLLSHIRE  voice .     VaatiVidya  personality .     ENTJ-A

  history.     In a time where Eorzea was first known as the Lands Between, a parasite weaved its way into an ancient tree where first, the Golden Order, took its reign. In the midst of the Greater Will’s succession, grew a pest – an inconvenience – the same group of people who vowed their faith into a God of no renown who’s reputation spread vast throughout the lands, and where it’s influence became stronger, Nokstella and Nokron felt compelled to congregate in solitude. A voice of people who knew the Greater Will and it’s Golden Order were nothing more than a fraud, thriving on anger and deceit which led to war; death. Countless many died to either protect or vanquish this parasite, and while these wars waged, the two cities and their people, the Nox, forged a weapon with unfathomable strength. Only to be wielded by one born of fate, a goal to achieve the impossible; to slay a God.Though fate had other plans for the Nox. On a fateful night of falling stars, left havoc in its wake. If death weren’t enough to satisfy the parasite poisoning the lands and it’s expansive night sky, Nokstella and Nokron were submerged underground and forced to live under a false night sky created by none other than the beast the Nox deliberately malformed before their inevitable demise. Once a thriving star plucked from its orbit by the Greater Will and forgotten, did they rob the sleeping beast from its chamber and rebirth a new eldritch horror known as none other than Astel, a bastard star of the void.While it wasn’t clear who or what brought their beast to turn against them, whether it be the parasite or the severed connection from the stars, not even Astel was enough to stop the Nox from rebuilding their cities from the ground up. Despite being the very reason their civilization was wiped clean from the lands between and ever to rot under his false sky, hundreds if not thousands of lives lost to his nebula, the dreams and ambitions of those still alive yet to tell the tale were unyielding. Years did the Nox attempt to form their Lord of Night that would carry the god slaying armament and march towards the Erdtree where the Greater Will resides, hiding behind an impenetrable wall of thorns. Yet soon did those years become decades, and decades turned to centuries, and centuries to millenniums. Impossible, they thought, to see the future when each passing day was for naught but to watch themselves lose hope. Their numbers little to nothing, and while they fought back to preserve what was left, met their extinction. Not by Astel, but a Tarnished woven by the grace of gold, and soon would he, too, follow.

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                                     HOOKS & OBSERVATIONS . 

  Rowena’s House of Splendors .     A businesswoman and a friend, and a mother figure to Astel, Rowena, while it may be a business of no more than women, took Astel under her wing if not for his effortless talent in crafts of every known job in Eorzea. Working on his own and for himself for as long as he can remember, Rowena promises striking pay for her completed commissions and any he may take along his continued venture from the wailing seas of Limsa Lominsa, to the bell songs of Kugane. Astel has since become Eorzea’s world renowned crafter that has granted him the passage beyond city states. It’s no secret that Astel’s pockets are encumbered of gil, but to where, does it go…?  Charity .     Despite being clad in luxury and housing the finest wines and an arrangement of alcohol and consumables, a majority of Astel’s profit feeds into his second highest role as a philanthropist. With the right sources and judgment of those in charge, to the purest hearts does he change worlds by paying off the required funds of organizations across the realm in hopes of delivering a better Eorzea. From the starving and homeless children of Hydaelyn, to the flora and fauna, when his own needs and wants are paid, he gains nothing in hoarding his gil and expects nothing in return other than the fulfillment his patronage provides.  Warrior of Light .     As if Astel’s life couldn’t be anymore engaging, his role with the scions is severed from the outside world, providing not a visage nor name to pray upon. Many moons were taken before this Viera could accept his calling and once he had, the job proved overwhelming and awakened a power within him that should’ve remained dormant. Concealing his identity is never an easy task with every mission impossible for the lives of the realm, yet he has since remained a mystery in this field. His popularity will only ever continue to prosper as a highly recommended individual in the art of crafting. Only those of great importance knew the identity of Eorzea’s stalwart hero.  Party Animal .     With the world at his disposal and many options unexplored, there’s only one that truly allows Astel to free himself of his daily burdens; partying. From nightclubs to galas, corporate and birthdays, this social unit will do anything to take his mind off the exhausting expanse of his work. Nothing like the raw sting of a freshly prepared alcoholic drink to level him out, chucking worries and responsibilities. Of course, depending on the occasion, moderation isn’t forgotten. It’s getting to see unfamiliar faces that thrills him the most.  Idyllshire .     Once a home to Sharlayan’s who have since abandoned its post due to a Garlean march, its remains serve as a trading post. Founded by the Kobolds, a tribe of rat-like individuals who work the forge, Rowena found the perfect opportunity to set up shop where she knew business would flow in and out. It took her little to nothing to acquire her own building, revamping it into yet another House of Splendors. Having no place to call home, Rowena had set aside an apartment just for him. Located under the eatery just across the road, Astel resides underneath. A fitting home for a man who’s popularity means nothing to him, and surrounded by the comfort of his friends. Since his dabbles with Master Matoya, he’s also gained private access to the Great Gubal Library, and free roam and restoration of the remaining buildings of the Dravanian Hinterlands.


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ABOUT  WHO I AM ? 


Hi! I’m Angel, a 24yr old console player living in EST, and I’d like to go over a couple things before you choose to RP with me. i .   NSFW — Why’s this first on the list? ‘Cause if I don’t get this over with now, it’ll be skipped over. You must be 21+ and your character must be the age of 30+. Astel is old and I’d like it if he were mingling with those in said old. I refuse to indulge this content with Lalafells and Roegadyn. ii .   Under all circumstances, you must be 18+. Please do not lie about your age. It doesn’t help you, it doesn’t help me, and could put me in a lot of trouble. As much as I’d like to believe the majority of players of XIV are older than the game itself, I know a couple of you are lurking out there somewhere. iii .   If you are: Transphobic, Homophobic, Racist, and not limited to, a Piece of Shit, please consider blocking me in game — it’s free! — and my friends linked in this carrd. I won’t tolerate willfully ignorant mutts. iv .  Multi-para is my preferred choice in writing, though I’m not against adjusting so long as I’m given something to work with. Please be literate and eligible, however. I understand some of us aren’t English majors (myself included), or English isn’t your first language and mistakes will happen, but please be writing at an accepting degree. v .  Do not, in any way, attempt to get IC mixed with OOC. It’s all well and good to speak outside of RP and get to know each other, but I’m not here to date or mess around with you. This is for fun! Please keep the environment between us comfortable. vi .  I do Discord! Please seek me via /tell for my ID. I won’t be handing it out to anyone under 21.

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