Roxxane
What do you do with your life when you don't have one? What happens when you wake up one day, and everything you know is a stranger, even your own face?
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ㅤdo :ㅤ
| Walk up and talk to me in game if you see me. I might be AFK, but I'll reply as soon as I can. I'm up for RP'ing mostly any time, even more so if you have something already in mind. |
ㅤdo not:ㅤ
| Ask me personal information. I want to keep my RL outside the game. That includes nicknames, what I'm doing, and anything else pertaining to real life information. That will only be told once I get to know someone at a certain level of friendship. |
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| details | |
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| name | Roxxane Oronir |
| age | 45 |
| pronouns | He/Him |
| timezone | EST |
ㅤABOUTㅤ
Roxxane is around 45 years of age, Xaela Au Ra. He's good with a multiple array of weapons, but is finely trained in hand to hand combat, as well as using a great sword, but his main weapon of choice is his Desert Eagle.
ㅤRelationshipsㅤ
Roxxane doesn't keep people around him, or at least, not often. There are only a small handful of people that he keeps close, and would do anything for to keep them in his life.
| Relationship |
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| ㅤHusband:ㅤㅤGunnar |
| ㅤFriendㅤㅤVain Uruka |
| ㅤFriendㅤㅤBones Uruka |
tracks :
ㅤBig Xㅤ
Black suit
ㅤAvatarㅤ
The Dirt I'm Buried In
ㅤCradle of filthㅤㅤ
To Live Deliciously
ㅤPainㅤㅤ
Shut Your Mouth
ㅤIGORRRㅤ
DOWNGRADE DESERT
| For those that were lucky to speak his name |
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| the protector, the killer, the ghost |
He has gone by many a name in his life time. The Ghost, The Killer of Ishguard, Ziv's right hand. All of them describe him perfectly for those that have done wrong, that have yet to pay their dues from the favors that they have taken. He is the one that finishes, that collects, that makes things even again. He is a white skinned Xaela, with thick black chunky tattoos over his skin, mixed with the onyx black scales that course over his body. A matte to the look of them, while knicks and scars littering his skin and scales. A show of fights, of his time living in Ishguard to those that thought they could win in their skirmishes.
His life is not that of a warrior, not now. Having woken up in the middle of La Noscea, covered in blood and a sword in his hand with a name etched into it that he took for his own, he was left to defend himself from any and all that looked to him as easy prey. Wandering the country sides, he was brough in by a few kind merchants who had seen him wandering, pulling him into their cargo and dropping him off into a small encampment on the outskirts of Ul'Dah, which is where he met Ziv. A massive Au Ra that even rivaled him in size and power. Ziv was the first one to give him purpose, to give him a guiding hand in what he might be able to find out about himself and a small family in his mafia. Helping Roxxane learn about who he was and why he was sent to this time line in the first place. Only for his hand in working under him without question for his time and services.
After years of him fighting, of learning the ways of a gun, as well as learning hand to hand combat He found himself positioned in Isguard. Dealing with both the Nobles, and those that were less fortunate, he stakes his home in the icy city in which he got his name. Hearing it being spread around between merchants, it was what he went by soon enough when he was sent out on his missions. The Ghost, which was what most called him, due to how his skin glowed in the moonlight, how he was able to appear out of nowhere from the darkness, and how well he was able to take out without anyone knowing. Only to meld into the darkness as if nothing had happened.
In turn, he knows still little about who he was, where he came from. But there are pieces here and there that he's picked up. That he's not from this Era, that he was a soldier, a Knight, from a time past, from a war that had been finished centuries ago. He still is looking for more, for the reason he was sent away, why he was sent to this timeline, and who had done this to him in the first place. With each bullet shot, he finds himself learning about his own past piece by piece, putting the puzzle together with every new piece of information he can gather.