
Zephran Talanis
Background

Zephran Talanis, 28, born to a small family that live on the outskirts of Gridania. Depending on the tale he decides to weave. They lived a meagre life, helping his family in their flower stall in the markets of Old Gridania and always yearning for more. A deep hunger that sat inside of him for a life greater than himself or his family could have imagined. While he may have helped with the small shop, he also hunted. Tracking game along the tree branches of the Shroud. His skill with a bow and arrow well honed, at least until he was caught unawares by a wild beast. It would have killed him had it not been for the ring blades that quickly cut it down.These saviours of his, dancers? He could scarcely believe his eyes, the grace in each of their movements as they helped bandage the wounds and take him back to safely. Seeing how they held themselves in combat, he steeled himself and begged to join. They took the eager Viera on, and showed him their ways. The flowing movements and the rhythm that lay beneath their actions. The hidden tenor in each step to a crescendo of blades when violence was the last resort. While on his travels, he always sent a majority of his earnings to his family back home and kept just enough to ensure he was able to make it day-by-day.Imara, the leader of his troupe, saw fit one day to dismiss him. Accusing him of skimming profits from the troupes coffers. He tried to defend himself, argue that he would have no reason to as he’d been with the group for so long. At least 10 summers at this point and knew better than anyone how important those coffers were filled. Though Imara was having none of it, and as he argued and tried to fight for his place she drew steel. Two whisper thin daggers. Quicker than he had ever imagined she could act, the blades dragged down his arm, nearly shoulder to elbow. The first scars he had ever earned. She tossed him to the street, one final payment for his service along with chakrams she taunted he would never use again before they left him there.Eventually however, he grew the strength to wield them proper once again. His skills more varied with that of sword and shield, alchemical prowess that he practiced in Ul’dah before travelling once more. This time across the entirety of the world, not restricted by the path of the troupe. Though he always ensured he stood far away to not draw the ire of Imara once more. He would get his revenge on her one day, and prove that he was not the one who should have been removed. He just needed a place to start….
Personality & More
Zephran is sharp tongued at least to those he's not wholly familiar with. Preferring to keep them at length until a drink has been shared and stories told. Though, many who have managed to break through this guard tell tale of someone who is kind-hearted and caring. A Viera who would try to bend the gods to his will to help someone.- Non-binary
- He / They
- Dancer / Alchemist
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Commission Info
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Pricing
SOLO
SFW - 250k gil per pose
NSFW - 250k gil per poseCOUPLES
SFW - 350K gil per pose
NSFW - 400k gil per pose



































