Richie🌠Noct

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Backstory:⠀ He was born into the Mol tribe of the Azim Steppe and lived there until he was about seven years old. His dad was a Xaela but his mom was Raen and from Sui no Sato. His dads profession was blacksmith/armorer and sold his wares at Reunion. Its where he and Hei'ns mom met for the first time, when she came to the steppe to buy special herbs. Her profession was a mixture of black and white mage.
⠀ Later as time went by Hei'ns dad asked if they could live togheter on the steppe and she agreed to it, thankfully the Mol tribe agreed too but only if she proved herself and tamed a yol..which she succeeded in, given her talent in the art of combat.
⠀ As they spent time together, Hei'n was born. He has the characteristics of both of his parents, he got the dark parts of his hair, his black scales and nails and horn shape from his dad, while he got the light pink parts of his hair, light skin color and purple eyes from his mom.
⠀ When he was around three years old he found one his moms spell books which he got too curious about and tried to read a spell from it but could only come up with random gibberish. Unfortunately for him that didnt stop the spell from working at least half as well and as a result he got some lightning sparks coming from the book right into his left eye..it took about a year to heal and left his left eye seeing slightly blurry and discolored into a pale light blue color.
⠀ Hei'n is now five years old and its time for the naadam. His mom proposes that shell attend to represent the Mol tribe. Hei'ns dad isnt very fond of the idea but he gives in at the end knowing well that his wife is very good at her profession. But maybe not good enough..it was a sad day for the Mol as they lost one their strongest warriors. And an even sadder day to a husband and son. But such is the way of the steppe.
⠀ Two years pass and Hei'n is delved deep into his moms old spell books to walk in the footsteps of her mother. Two years isnt exactly enough to recover from such loss but im unfortunately the empire doesnt care for such things.
They strike when you least want them to. Word spread fast and far on the steppe of flying metal beasts looming over the beloved land striking down anyone in their path.
⠀ They came specifically for the young, they said. How far down into hell do you have to fall to kidnap children to use as test subjects? They could give an answer or two.
⠀ No tribe was safe from the chaos, including the Mol. They fought and fought with great losses on both sides. The at the time seven years old Hei'n was one of the kidnapped.
⠀ His father did his best to protect him, even being the cause of the death of several garlean soldiers, at the end he could save his son from being taken away. All it took was a glance in the wrong direction..
⠀ Hei'n finds himself in the belly of a metal beast with a handful of other kids around the same age. They already left othard and are going who knows where. He overheard the word "Werlyt" but he has no knowledge of shuch a place.
⠀ But it didnt matter. He had to escape. One of the kids told them he has a sharpened rock on him and if someone helps him get it to his hand he can free himself then everyone else. After this they made a plan: kill the soldiers, crash the ship. At this point it didnt matter if they lived or died after.
⠀ They werent sheep - they were warriors of the steppe. Blood, a loud earshattering noise, pain, fire. They were badly injured but they lived. Well some of them.. Hei'n was one of the "lucky" ones, tho he nearly wasnt as a huge piece of metal rubble nearly crashed the boy to death. Same metal piece also cut a deep scar into the left corner of his mouth, the remnants of the now healed scar still being visible at the age of twenty-five.
⠀ They crashed in a yellow land of sand and rocks and seemingly nothing else. Most of the survived kids made the decision to try their best at find the way back to the steppe but Hei'n.. he read about a land like this before.
"Thanalan" it is called. In Eorzea. He pushed forward in the hopes of finding a village, he has to go further in. "Ul'dah is in this place" he said to himself, "the thaumaturges guild is there".
⠀ After a few hours of walking, dragging himself thru the sand he finally finds a small village, but he cant walk a step longer, his body gives up on him.
⠀ Next thing he knows he wakes up in a bed with a strange figure looming over him - a middleaged man. With animal ears. is he dreaming? Hei'ns first time of seeing a Miqote. And theres another one. A woman around the same age with the same ears. They are actually quite nice. There has to be some talking done as to how and why did a little scaly bleeding child turn up out of nowhere in the middle of the desert. And now this nice middleaged miqo couple have adopted said little no-longer-bleeding scaly child.
⠀ He has to help around the village tho as "payment" for being allowed to live in the village, everyone does their part. Hei'ns is now to take care of the animals. Which is okay. He likes them. It reminds him of his time on the steppe, taking care of the sheep.. in his free time, which is actually turns out to be plenty, hes studying hard. He has to get ready to apply for the thaumaturges guild in Ul'dah.
⠀ Several peaceful years pass here and now hes twenty years old, ready for the big day. Saying goodbye even if temporarily is pretty painful. But it is necessary. Hei'n and his beloved adoptive miqote parents will see eachother again soon. Right?
⠀ He makes for Ul'dah. He has to register to be recognised as a citizen tho, gotta do the boring paperwork. "Whats your name?" "Hei'n Mol." "Mol?" "Yes." "Im sorry but that word cant be accepted as a last name." ... "What about..Yevaron?" using your adoptive fathers first name as your own last name might seem strange at first but if it works it works.
⠀ "Hmm...Yeah that seems right. Hei'n Yevaron, then?" and it did work. "Yes please." "Alright, for the rest youll have to speak with Momodi in the Quicksand, the Adventurers Guild. Youre an adventurer, right?" "...... Yes, I am."