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H-howdy! Sends good luck to all!! //scurries to finish more to-do list things

Excited to play with everyone's beloved ocs ...

          Yukon neve 965 | Male | 6'2'' | Laiken | Insignia: Throat_____

Combat...

[ Minor Blizzara & Water : Magic ] Passive ability. More skilled with specific blizzard magic than water.

[ Ice Darts : Weapon ] This user utlizes their natural inhereted traits to fling medium sized shaped darts at their enemy. However, they are limited by the number of fingers they have and the amount of water they are able to carry through their hair.

Personality...

` Empathetic | `Practical | `Teacherly | ~Placid | ~Private | -Forthright | -Regretful | -Self-critical `

  A man's demeanor seeming to be of one who is sociable with an air of confidence surrounding him--it is merely a guise for his true nature to be isolated under. A relaxed and silent spirit drifting through the current of the days is one of further accuracy. Yukon may often exude fantastical airs and features, but doesn't really think as highly as he looks. Self-critical feelings leak through his speech when trying his best to express sympathy vocally, as it oft fails. Having to damage control harsh words, without meaning to be rude in the first place. It takes a toll on him.

  With much help from an elder long since passed--A cognitive switch flipped--and these negative traits he couldn't run from turned into a more practical approach--allowing for more warm and enticing interactions. It is only when he is sparring with another in training that his bluntness can shine again through critique. Strangers started to become aquaintances and a plethora of others continued to gravitate towards the man for his lovely and generous actions. Though something inside of him still felt a sting--a feeling of never quite being understood by anyone--and not having a closer relationship from the one he's had.

  Regretful as he is forthright; he is a friend who is better off showing platonic care through thoughtful actions. He can be clingy towards friendlier faces, though he will not outright say it, and values respect and company over all. If you are capable of handling his worst, he will give his all to protect you. This can be shown especially from the scars he's obtained through protecting schools of fish he is able to carry in his hair.

Biography...
Yukon's life was filled with a lack of ambition and an estranged family--A hole in his past and flurry of roles that should've been filled.

Since a young age, Yukon roamed around Nereus' capital aimlessly, playing any part he could for anyone who lead his hand--and it wasn't until his encounter with one of the many clans that he yearned to be more than a mere orphaned errand boy.

  An elder, wise and riddled with age, took him under his fin (coughs lol). A fulltime father-figure in his life who would continue to teach him through rigorous training and determination to pull him through his affliction. They saw the potential in him and his recovery from abandonment enough to house him properly and teach the canvas that lay bare. Even if his mind had been fleeting from inherent watery fundamentals.

  It was easy, considering the three blessings--Oire, Ynn, and Ina--lay transfixed to his body and promised a more flamboyant silhouette. In an attempt to take back what was his; Yukon learned to turn watery and loose limbs to ice--a promising way to obtain more control in his life.

  The elder was able to transform this boy into a man--into who you see now. A more calm soul in contrast to his original turbulent self. Yukon continued his days with the clan on the outskirts of the capital, travelling to and fro all throughout Nereus to trade and pass along various aquatic life.

[ Purposefully vague for Locked Lore purposes! Apologies. ]

__[ Man made Star]___

   Only hearing murmurs about the political instances happening--It wasn't until he travelled directly into the capital that the news of stain properly reached his ears.

The feeling of unrest settled back home as the elder pressed on with his bretheren in heated conversation. What should they do? Would it be right to send someone? Dread fell into Yukon's heart. But through thorough discussion with the council, he felt further honing his skills with training from the outside--and joining Lumastra to save them from the potential danger--would be the best way to give back to them.

With the agreement settled, Yukon embarked along the side of a recruiter--his clan echoing reminders to pray to the guardians when the going gets tough.

Extra Information…

✧ Trivia :
Skills will grow through the FF tier system! (Blizzard, -ra, -ga). The higher his knowledge, the higher tier will be listed.
Is partial towards smaller Laiken folk and others who don't talk much.
His outfit is what he wears post Lumastra. His original clothing were much more.. appropriate for his origin star.

✧ Likes :
Fried foods: though he really... shouldn't have it. It upsets his fragile stomach.
Wind chimes in less hydrated air.
Shiny things. Trinkets. The concept of coin is amazing!

✧ Dislikes :
Heat (What Laiken likes it?!)
Alcohol?!
Watermelon......... he can't control water that well. So.......... it's messy.

✧ Voice : WIP
✧ Theme: WIP

User Information...
✧ RP Information: Hc and semi-lit RP. You may dm me in notes to ask for an rp but we will further discuss via Discord.

✧ DISCLAIMER: Apologies, but I do not intend to ever go in depth with headcanons or rp with someone who isn't 18+...! I find it quite strange. But please do not hesitate to ask me and find a role with our characters!
✧ Discord: Yes

✧ Timezone: CST-6 (I think)

Description

H-howdy! Sends good luck to all!! //scurries to finish more to-do list things

Excited to play with everyone's beloved ocs ...

          Yukon neve 965 | Male | 6'2'' | Laiken | Insignia: Throat_____

Combat...

[ Minor Blizzara & Water : Magic ] Passive ability. More skilled with specific blizzard magic than water.

[ Ice Darts : Weapon ] This user utlizes their natural inhereted traits to fling medium sized shaped darts at their enemy. However, they are limited by the number of fingers they have and the amount of water they are able to carry through their hair.

Personality...

` Empathetic | `Practical | `Teacherly | ~Placid | ~Private | -Forthright | -Regretful | -Self-critical `

  A man's demeanor seeming to be of one who is sociable with an air of confidence surrounding him--it is merely a guise for his true nature to be isolated under. A relaxed and silent spirit drifting through the current of the days is one of further accuracy. Yukon may often exude fantastical airs and features, but doesn't really think as highly as he looks. Self-critical feelings leak through his speech when trying his best to express sympathy vocally, as it oft fails. Having to damage control harsh words, without meaning to be rude in the first place. It takes a toll on him.

  With much help from an elder long since passed--A cognitive switch flipped--and these negative traits he couldn't run from turned into a more practical approach--allowing for more warm and enticing interactions. It is only when he is sparring with another in training that his bluntness can shine again through critique. Strangers started to become aquaintances and a plethora of others continued to gravitate towards the man for his lovely and generous actions. Though something inside of him still felt a sting--a feeling of never quite being understood by anyone--and not having a closer relationship from the one he's had.

  Regretful as he is forthright; he is a friend who is better off showing platonic care through thoughtful actions. He can be clingy towards friendlier faces, though he will not outright say it, and values respect and company over all. If you are capable of handling his worst, he will give his all to protect you. This can be shown especially from the scars he's obtained through protecting schools of fish he is able to carry in his hair.

Biography...
Yukon's life was filled with a lack of ambition and an estranged family--A hole in his past and flurry of roles that should've been filled.

Since a young age, Yukon roamed around Nereus' capital aimlessly, playing any part he could for anyone who lead his hand--and it wasn't until his encounter with one of the many clans that he yearned to be more than a mere orphaned errand boy.

  An elder, wise and riddled with age, took him under his fin (coughs lol). A fulltime father-figure in his life who would continue to teach him through rigorous training and determination to pull him through his affliction. They saw the potential in him and his recovery from abandonment enough to house him properly and teach the canvas that lay bare. Even if his mind had been fleeting from inherent watery fundamentals.

  It was easy, considering the three blessings--Oire, Ynn, and Ina--lay transfixed to his body and promised a more flamboyant silhouette. In an attempt to take back what was his; Yukon learned to turn watery and loose limbs to ice--a promising way to obtain more control in his life.

  The elder was able to transform this boy into a man--into who you see now. A more calm soul in contrast to his original turbulent self. Yukon continued his days with the clan on the outskirts of the capital, travelling to and fro all throughout Nereus to trade and pass along various aquatic life.

[ Purposefully vague for Locked Lore purposes! Apologies. ]

__[ Man made Star]___

   Only hearing murmurs about the political instances happening--It wasn't until he travelled directly into the capital that the news of stain properly reached his ears.

The feeling of unrest settled back home as the elder pressed on with his bretheren in heated conversation. What should they do? Would it be right to send someone? Dread fell into Yukon's heart. But through thorough discussion with the council, he felt further honing his skills with training from the outside--and joining Lumastra to save them from the potential danger--would be the best way to give back to them.

With the agreement settled, Yukon embarked along the side of a recruiter--his clan echoing reminders to pray to the guardians when the going gets tough.

Extra Information…

✧ Trivia :
Skills will grow through the FF tier system! (Blizzard, -ra, -ga). The higher his knowledge, the higher tier will be listed.
Is partial towards smaller Laiken folk and others who don't talk much.
His outfit is what he wears post Lumastra. His original clothing were much more.. appropriate for his origin star.

✧ Likes :
Fried foods: though he really... shouldn't have it. It upsets his fragile stomach.
Wind chimes in less hydrated air.
Shiny things. Trinkets. The concept of coin is amazing!

✧ Dislikes :
Heat (What Laiken likes it?!)
Alcohol?!
Watermelon......... he can't control water that well. So.......... it's messy.

✧ Voice : WIP
✧ Theme: WIP

User Information...
✧ RP Information: Hc and semi-lit RP. You may dm me in notes to ask for an rp but we will further discuss via Discord.

✧ DISCLAIMER: Apologies, but I do not intend to ever go in depth with headcanons or rp with someone who isn't 18+...! I find it quite strange. But please do not hesitate to ask me and find a role with our characters!
✧ Discord: Yes

✧ Timezone: CST-6 (I think)