
Llaz Eruyt . 27 . he/they . aether



❛ beauty was as dangerous and lawless as the earth had been eons before man had one single coherent thought in his head or wrote codes of conduct on tablets of clay. beauty was a savage garden. ❜
art. 30+. any pronouns. ct.
age requirement
no minors. i prefer rp partners around my age, so please be 25+
ic =/= ooc
please no character bleed. i like to keep ic and ooc separate; do not blur the lines. llaz is a multifaceted, flawed character whose thoughts and actions do not reflect my own. if anything ic becomes an issue, please give me a heads up ooc; i'm always happy to work things out respectfully.
let's keep it casual
i'm a pretty private person. i don't mind making friends, but i do have responsibilities, relationships, and a life outside of rp. while i appreciate good communication, please don't spam me for a response or expect me to always be available.
please be normal
lgbtqia+ inclusivity is a must for me. llaz is gay and transfeminine/gnc, and that is non-negotiable. i will not entertain racism, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, ableism, or bigotry of any other sort. i try to make my rp a comfortable and respectful place for all involved. if that bothers you i invite you to move along.
rp style
i'm relatively new to rp, but i've been writing for about 20 years now. i prefer to write narratively in third person limited pov, present tense, and multi-paragraph style. while i'm usually pretty heavy on word count, i'm happy to mirror responses. discord preferred, but i would be open to some in-game.
preferred themes
i enjoy writing darker, more mature themes: horror, drama, noir, romance, erotica, and period fiction in general. erp is fine if that's where the narrative leads, but only after proper discussion.
shipping
depending on character interactions and chemistry, i'm open to shipping with proper discussion, though llaz is multiship and probably poly. given his profession he's unlikely to agree to anything strictly exclusive.
not interested in
anything heavily combat-oriented, lorebreaking (bending okay), or warriors of light. please no lalafells or underage characters. absolutely no ai/chatgpt; if you couldn't be bothered to write it yourself then i don't care to read it.

name llaz eruyt.
age 27.
birthdate 2nd sun of the 1st umbral moon.
gender transfeminine/genderfluid.
pronouns he/they.
sexuality gay.
occupation courtesan and informant.
origin dravania.
location ishgard.
alignment true neutral.
languages ishgardian, both contemporary and old. common eorzean.
strength ❀❀❀❀❀❀
agility ❀❀❀❀❀❀
intellect ❀❀❀❀❀❀
wisdom ❀❀❀❀❀❀
perception ❀❀❀❀❀❀
resolve ❀❀❀❀❀❀
charm ❀❀❀❀❀❀
constitution ❀❀❀❀❀❀
luck ❀❀❀❀❀❀
height 5'7"/172 cm.
weight 115 ponze.
build slender and waifish.
eyes pale green right eye, hazel left eye.
hair black with silver highlights.
scent rosewater, smoke, red wine.
notable marks spotted ears. lighter, marbled markings all over his body. small, furred tail.
scars small scar on his left index finger. long scar on the sole of his right foot.
personal effects ornate silver cigarette case. gold signet ring. switchblade knife with jewel encrusted, fish-shaped handle. gold and ruby bracelet. droplet cut garnet earrings.
voiceclaim jeff buckley.
charismatic, aloof, well-mannered, shrewd, sensual, cagey, and a little melancholy.
charming
clever
observant
guarded
impulsive
bitter
| likes |
|---|
| money. wine. sex. jewelry. dancing. poetry. coffee. letter-writing. older men. |
| dislikes |
|---|
| poor manners. cheap dates. overwarm weather. personal questions. inquisitors. the church. |
BIOGRAPHY llaz's earliest memory of ishgard is the sight of the towers above the gate at falcon's nest, his tiny child's hand held by a tall, aging inquisitor, and the chill gnawing through his starved bones. inside the city's walls he was clothed, fed, and told that by the fury's grace, he has been delivered to his new home—to ishgard.raised in an abbey with other displaced children, llaz received a traditional halonic education, excelling in his studies. his peers found him weak, sensitive, even girlish, and he had few friends. most of his time was spent with his books or with the the abbey's cloistered sisters.though other children found him odd, llaz was a favorite of the abbot overseeing their education. isolated, lonely, and yearning for connection, he was all too easily led by the abbot into the jaws of a voidsent cult calling themselves radeka's thorns. they intended to offer him as a vessel to their voidsent deity. the summoning was a disaster; the ritual failed and llaz managed to escape with his life.gravely injured, llaz fled the cult and the church both. bleeding in the snow-covered street, he was found by madame charlotte des gannes— owner and maîtresse of le chabanais, a silk-stocking establishment widely known for catering to ishgard’s aristocracy. while he recovered, llaz started as a serving boy, working his way up and officially taking on the title of courtesan once he came of age.now, llaz is one of le chabanais' most highly requested courtesans. he is captivating, quietly passionate, and unfalteringly professional. to his clients he offers companionship, a listening ear, a shoulder when needed, and much more. sons of the high houses of ishgard pay through the nose for a single evening spent in his company.
001. "... fury's mercy, the ears on that child. 'suppose the horde makes little distinction between the children it orphans. poor creature..."
002. "... madness after the calamity. a cousin in the inquisition told me heretic cults ran rampant in the undercity. unholy rituals, snatching wains from their beds... blood sacrifice..."
003. "... have you seen? on the young lord's arm... the gall of that harlot, to waltz so brazenly throughout the home of such a respected family..."
004. "... a priest—murdered, right in durendaire manor... dashed his head over the parquet floor... they took the viscount's nephew away in chains; lad swears he can't remember a thing..."
005. "... spied the baron ducking into a brothel, with no less than a dozen red roses under his arm... for a courtesan... may yet be his father's son after all..."

intimate knowledge.
secrets can always be bought and sold… for the right price. hidden in the pillars, le chabanais is a high-end silk-stocking lounge which boasts the patronage of ishgard’s noblest families. as one of its most highly requested courtesans, llaz would make an invaluable informant on the high houses of ishgard.

esteemed clientele.
llaz's profession allows him the opportunity to rub elbows with some of ishgard's most privileged elite. he can occasionally be spotted among the crowds at lavish, high profile events, decorating the arms of rich and powerful men.

illicit affairs.
llaz is no stranger to vice; he always keeps an ear to the ground for potential black market contacts. it is no secret he enjoys wine and the occasional cigarette, however those who deal in unregulated cargo might be interested in his more specific tastes. he values discretion, and he is willing to pay for it.

severed roots.
living his life in ishgard, llaz is accustomed to being the lone viera in any given room. his own people are a mystery to him, and he would welcome the chance to remedy that. other viera would find him curious to form even the shallowest of connections.

void-touched.
laz's mind, body, and soul are host to a once-powerful voidsent succubus: radeka. mutually scarred by their botched joining, radeka and llaz are resigned to their reluctant, symbiotic, and irreversible partnership. note: outside of lore reasons (inquisition/clergy, void related, hunter, etc.) this hook will take time to unlock.

ill at ease.
as a result of the failed ritual binding him to radeka, llaz sustained injuries from which he has never fully recovered. he suffers with chronic pain and has a tendency to self-medicate. any concerned samaritans, opportunistic alchemists or healers with bleeding hearts might find his case a compelling one.