Stats
- Species
- Viera / Rava
- Age
- 69 / 23 to other races
- Height
- 5'10"
- Build
- Slim / Athletic
- Eyes
- Ice Blue
- Hair
- Black
Physical Description
Raine Amour stands as a vision of both beauty and enigma. Her hair, long and falling to her back, is drawn half-up and half-down, framing a face that commands attention. Her crystal-white eyes, rimmed with long, sweeping lashes, seem to pierce through any observer, holding a depth of story few could ever comprehend. A black tribal mark atop her nose adds a hint of mystique, contrasting strikingly against her full, naturally toned lips. Perched elegantly atop her head, her black bunny ears lend her a distinctive silhouette, an exotic accent that complements the sharp elegance of her features. Her skin is adorned with extensive black tribal-style tattoos, weaving across her form like shadows that hint at both her strength and untold tales.
Her attire blends simplicity with subtle intrigue: a white cropped top paired with gray wrappings, accented by a patterned dark hip bag that rests casually yet purposefully at her side. Every detail of her pose exudes ethereal thoughtfulness, set against a moody backdrop of dark blue-gray skies that echo the mystery within her. Light and shadow play across her form, highlighting the contrast of her pale, luminous eyes and the intricate black ink etched across her body. There’s a magnetic pull in her presence, an allure that invites curiosity while warning that only the worthy may truly unravel her depths.
Beneath the tender, almost shy exterior lies a simmering power waiting to emerge, a tension between longing and strength that radiates with every glance. Her eyes betray a hunger for passion and connection, yet they also guard the fierce independence and fight she carries within. There is a femme fatale undercurrent to her beauty: she entices, captivates, and teases the imagination, leaving onlookers both enchanted and cautious. To approach Raine Amour is to glimpse the intersection of delicate vulnerability and unbridled strength - a rare and intoxicating combination that few can resist.
Temperament
Raine carries a presence that is both grounding and radiant, someone who invests herself fully in the lives of those around her. Her humor is effortless and bright, able to lift the mood of even the darkest room, yet she possesses an instinctive awareness of when to shed levity and meet a situation with seriousness and clarity. People either find themselves drawn irresistibly to her warmth or challenged by the intensity of her nature; there is no middle ground.
Values
Trust is sacred to Raine - once earned, it becomes a rare and potent bond, but once broken, the connection collapses entirely, leaving no room for half measures. She is someone you don’t encounter often, making each meeting feel rare and significant. She draws out the best in those who approach her with sincerity, while the careless or disingenuous are swiftly dismissed from her consideration. At her core, Raine is kind, loving, and deeply respectful of those who show her the same regard in return.
Speech
Her words flow with the same balance she carries in herself: strength tempered with tenderness, humor with gravity. She offers patient ears, steady guidance, or subtle support in moments that matter most. Her voice often holds a quiet intensity, unafraid to meet others where they stand, and never hesitant to cut through pretense with clarity.
Quirks
Raine’s presence feels alive, almost magnetic, marked by an unspoken promise of transformation to those willing to engage her fully. She has a knack for making even ordinary interactions feel rare and significant, as if one is seen more deeply than expected. In quieter moments, she tends to ground herself in small gestures of attentiveness - watching closely, listening with her whole presence, as though every exchange carries meaning.
History
Raine was born beneath the shadowed canopy of a distant woodland, where sunlight struggled to pierce the dense leaves and the wind whispered secrets she was not yet ready to understand. Her early life was steeped in expectation: honor, obedience, and the rigid dictates of her people. To live without question, to surrender one’s own desires, was considered sacred - but her spirit chafed against the cage. Beauty, skill, and grace alone offered no protection from duty’s demands. Her hands itched for freedom, her heart longed for dreams beyond the fences of tradition. To stay would have been to lose herself entirely, and so she left, carrying only the fragile hope that happiness might exist elsewhere.
The road was unforgiving, each hardship carving patience and resilience into her soul. Hunger, cold, and wary strangers honed her instincts, teaching her the cost of misjudgment. And then she met Mye'rin Tovanek - a kindred spirit whose quiet determination mirrored her own. Meeting Mye’rin felt like recognition, a rare warmth in the solitude of the journey. In her, Raine glimpsed companionship without pretense, and for the first time, felt grateful that someone truly understood the careful balance of strength and tenderness she carried.
Veyl, on the other hand, arrived like a storm with a crooked grin and an arrow aimed somewhere near her head, though thankfully not at her. “You two are so loud,” he claimed, squinting as if expecting to hear the noise from miles away, “I could shoot you blindfolded and still hit both of you!” Raine blinked. Mye’rin raised an eyebrow. Raine tried not to laugh. His sarcasm was relentless, his humor absurd, yet beneath it lay the careful precision of someone who observed everything and held a quiet, unspoken loyalty - if perhaps it could be earned. He fell into step beside them, teasing, complaining, and occasionally making her question why she had ever thought traveling alone could be simpler.
It didn’t take long for Raine to notice the subtle undercurrents: the tiny glances and nearly imperceptible smirks exchanged between her companions. Mye’rin’s patience and steady demeanor clashed hilariously with Veyl’s sardonic antics, yet the sparks were undeniable - like lightning trapped inside a bottle. Raine often found herself stifling laughter, realizing she had front-row seats to a slow-burning, accidental love story that neither of them would ever admit aloud, though it made their banter all the more entertaining.
And so they walked together - three unlikely companions - each day a mixture of hardship, laughter, trust, and the thrilling uncertainty of what lay beyond the next ridge. The horizon stretched wide, promising danger, joy, and perhaps something breathtakingly beautiful: freedom, belonging, and a life Raine had only dared to dream.
Relationships
- Mye'rin Tovanek - A Rava woman met on the road after Raine left her homeland. Mye’rin appeared as a kindred spirit traveling for her own reasons. They bonded over shared independence and a mutual understanding of leaving behind restrictive traditions.
- Veyl Ghostfeather - A male Veena hunter met soon after Mye’rin. Veyl encountered them on the road, initially joking about how “loud” they were and threatening to shoot them blindfolded. Despite the off-putting introduction, he joined their journey after discovering their shared purpose.
Hooks
- Brightstrike’s Way: A martial artist who fights with fluid grace and fierce conviction, Raine can be found training, sparring, or offering to teach those willing to learn.
- The Open Hand: Known for her patience and warmth, she lends a listening ear or a steady presence to those in need of grounding.
- The Road Chosen: Having left behind the rigid dictates of her people, Raine is drawn to fellow wanderers, exiles, and anyone forging a life beyond tradition.
- Magnetic Presence: Whether lifting spirits with humor or leveling her gaze with quiet intensity, she leaves an impression few forget.
- The Viera Trio: Travels alongside Mye’rin Tovanek and Veyl Ghostfeather; those seeking one often find all three.
Themes
- Freedom vs. expectation
- Light in dark places
- Found family forged by choice
- Strength paired with tenderness
- The transformative power of trust
Contact
- /tell or /say is fine.
- May be open to Discord if things click.
- Please don’t hesitate to reach out if you see me around.
Style
- Still getting my feet wet in the FFXIV RP scene!
- I'm told multi-line / single-paragraph best fits the FFXIV RP format.
- I enjoy descriptive, character-driven RP over dice rolls.
Preferences
- Collaborative story-building > one-sided plots.
- Heavy character development, emotional beats, and moral dilemmas.
- Mature themes fine when handled in a mature manner (violence, grief, etc.).
- Romance possible if organic and developed over time.
Boundaries
- No WoL / “Chosen One” RP: Raine is free spirit trying to find herself in a strange land.
- No godmoding or metagaming.
- ERP is not the focus... but one thing can lead to another.
Timezone / Activity
- Central US
- Usually on evenings and weekends. Life comes first, so scenes may pause or resume later.
