#emrys bennett

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LFRP Contacts - Emrys Bennett

The Basics ––– –

Age: 35

Birthday: Unknown

Race: Midlander Hyur

Gender: Male.

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Marital Status: Single.

Physical Appearance ––– –

Hair: Near platinum blonde, short.

Height: 5 fulms 10 ilms

Build: Athletic

Distinguishing Marks: A multitude of scars on his left palm, and a trio of scars from shoulder to elbow on right arm.

Common Accessories: A tome, archaeology tools, a staff, a quill, and ink.

Personal ––– –

Profession: Archaeologist and Overseer of Aldenard’s Spear Leve Company

Hobbies: Ruin diving, reading, transcribing history, alchemy.

Languages: Common.

Residence: Aldenard’s Haven, The Goblet Ward 1 Plot 60

Birthplace: Chocobo Forest, Dravania

Religion: Non-Religious.

Patron Deity: Thaliak

Fears: Loss of Knowledge. 

Relationships ––– -

Spouse: None.

Children: None.

Parents: Weylin Bennett, Father (Deceased). Aylene Fletcher, Mother (Deceased).

Other Relatives: Lilly Bennett, Half-Sister (Deceased)

Familiars: Aodh (Fox Familiar), Aeria (Hawk Familiar)

Traits ––– -

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between /  Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

Additional information ––– –

Smoking Habit: None Drugs: None. Alcohol: Social drinking, red wine. Has developed a habit of drinking harder liquor at times.

RP Hooks ––– –

Sharlayan: Emrys makes no attempt to hide where he is from, and it is rather easy to pick up on from his mannerisms.

Archaeologist: Prior to his appointment as Head Curator to the Arcane Circle Emrys was an active Archaeologist. Specializing in the ruins of Dravania, Belah'dia, and Amdapor Emrys even now still actively seeks out new locations to sort through the past and uncover its secrets.

Mage: Trained at the Studium in the Sharlayan homeland Emrys is a master of the Arcane arts. Though his methods and spells are similar to that of Eorzean Thaumaturges there are many differences as well. This includes his ability to create and control soulkin.

Relic Seekers: Many in the black market world dealing with the movement of relics would have heard rumors of the vast hoard of valuable and dangerous artifacts that have come into Emrys' possession. Whether interested in what he has, or in obtaining them without his knowing it can certain draw many an eye.

Rumors of Cult Activity: Over the years there have been sightings within the various cults of Thanalan of an older man matching Emrys' description. Added to this Emrys actively seeks out any information pertaining to such, not to mention his half-sister was confirmed to have been dabbling in forbidden arts.

Contact Information  ––– –

You can contact me either through tumblr or in game. I do have a Discord tag that is available on my FC carrd, but I will only rp in discord after a discussion. I am an EST player and a student so my hours can be a bit chaotic.

For more information see my carrd: https://wandering-sharlayan.carrd.co/

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Art, there be art here. A wonderful commission of Qwen and Emrys done by Kekentang on Artistnclients. You can find their profile here.

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More Emrys art! This time done by Salshaa9 on Artistsnclients.

Got to say... Emrys fits in anime style quite well.

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A bunch of screen shots, and one of Emrys and Qwen at the last Palazzo event.

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On the Hunt

RP Timeline: Current

Warnings: Blood, torture

OOC: So we’re starting up a writing prompt thing for our FC, and I figured I might as well post them all here. Let everyone see how evil Emrys can really be.

A river of crimson blossomed up beneath the blade as it tore through cloth and skin alike. The blood flowed easily over Emrys’ hands as he slammed the miqo’te he had been searching for up against the wall. While one hand continued to hold the dagger in the man’s shoulder in place the other pulled around a firearm in order to rest the muzzle right under his chin. Despite the brutality of this scene, none dared to stop and question it. Doing such things down in Pearl Lane is how you ended up on the never ending list of names that the Brass Blades would never bother to look into. Then again, in the dark side alley off the Lane the only light to be had was the soft blue glow of ceruleum pulsing from the rifle in the hyur’s hand.

“Now then,” Emrys snarled in a low voice, “I think you and I need to have another talk concerning Lilly Bennett.”

The miqo’te whimpered and sniffled, trying to pull himself away from the weapon pointed at his chin. Yet this only served to remind him painfully of the dagger in his shoulder. “I s-s-s-swear, I t-t-told you everything!” he pleaded in response.

A soft sigh escaped Emrys before he pressed the muzzle of his rifle against the man’s skin to remind him of who was in charge. “I am quite aware you did, or well most of everything,” he paused a moment to look down to the entrance of the alley before continuing on, “See you left out a few things. While you mentioned the rumors about the man who took her in you failed to give me a name or a location.”

It wasn’t until Emrys mentioned needing a name that fear fully began to sink into the miqo’te’s catlike eyes. “N-no I c-can’t give you that!” he stammered really fast, “Y-you don’t understand, if anyone gives that out th-they would b-beg for death rather than what he’d do.”

“I see you fail to understand the situation. He’s not here. I am, and let me be perfectly clear. I will not kill you. No, what I will do will make the things the Garlean’s are rumored to do to prisoners seem like one of the Seven Heavens.”

No answer came from the struggling man as Emrys kept him pinned to the wall, which only served to further irritate the Sharlayan. There was an almost murderous hint to his usually unreadable eyes. Something about this truly set him off and he was not going to accept no for an answer. He twisted the blade in the man’s shoulder for a few moments until he heard it scrape along the stone wall behind him. Then and only then did he remove his hand from its hilt to retrieve something else from his satchel. Raising his hand he presented a chirurgeon’s needle attached to a vial with an odd glowing blue liquid.

“I would ask you if you know what this is, but seeing as this is something new you would not be able to tell me,” Emrys mused in an all too calm voice, “So instead I will ask you this, do you know what ceruleum does to a person’s body if they ingest it?”

The miqo’te whimpered again before frantically shaking his head. Whether that was in response to the question or just an attempt to plead for mercy, however, was anyone’s guess.

“You’ll enjoy this then. See when it enters the body ceruleum messes with the natural balance of the body’s aether. Which in of itself is not a surprise since it is aether. Still, if you process it just right with a few other key ingredients you have something that will ever so slowly cause your body to melt,” he just went on as if discussing the weather, “It’s a very slow and very painful process. Your insides then begin to rupture as blood bursts from your eyes and mouth, but no you are not dead then. No, that doesn’t happen until the blood starts to fill your lungs. I’ve seen men last four bells before they die.”

At this point the man was frantically trying to get away, and even had wetted himself more than a little. The stench of his voided bowels and bladder began to fill the alley, but all Emrys did was smirk at him. “Pl-please! I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you!” he screeched as he saw the needle getting closer, “Aurelius! Aurelius Bariont! He had a mansion in Gridania! That’s all I know!”

“You see? That wasn’t so hard now was it?” Emrys asked them man, lowering his weapon and the needle both.

Relief flooded the miqo’te’s eyes and once more he started to blubber, this time so incoherently that no one would be able to make out what he was saying. This only got worse when Emrys drew the blade out of his shoulder and even gestured. As far as he could tell he was being set free. True he’d have to hide, but he was alive.

Such thinking was foolish though, for as he turned his back on Emrys to start staggering away the Sharlayan lunged at him and stabbed the needle deep into his back. Emrys’ free hand shot around to cover the man’s mouth and hold him tightly while injecting the poison into him. He didn’t let go until he felt the miqo’te’s whole body jerk about, and when he did instead of screaming the man started to gag and foam at the mouth.

“Did you really think I was going to let you go?” Emrys asked while stepping over the thrashing body, “I can’t risk you warning him. No, I don’t want him having any chance at learning I’ve finally got him.”

The soft footfalls of the Sharlayan leaving the alley echoed away into nothingness as the man kept twitching and thrashing about, blood starting to ooze from his eyes and from under his fingernails. In a few bells all anyone would see is a deformed and dessicated corpse in a pool of its own blood, none the wiser of how it had happened.

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Character Profile - Music Edition

For many of us music is a source of inspiration for our characters, so I want to know what songs inspire and/or relate to your muse! Chose between 10-15 songs, compile them into an album and tag some friends to share the beat.

I Will Not Bow – Breaking Benjamin

The Night – Disturbed

I Stand Alone – Godsmack

The Man Who Isn’t There – Oren Lavie

Isolation – Alter Bridge

Broken Road – Sully Erna

Flesh And Bone – Black Math

The Hunter – Adam Jensen

Lullaby of Woe – Ashley Serena

Bad – Royal Deluxe

Lost Within – Fivefold 

This was a lot harder than I thought it would be. With bringing Emrys back to where he was supposed to be I’ve had to sift through the songs I used to have for him, and cut out the ones that were a part of what he ended up having to become. Some of these were a part of his original list, two of them were actually an addition made back then when someone suggested them to me. The Man Who Isn’t There and Isolation were both suggested and gave light to the true side of Emrys that was getting hidden deep inside of him. Overall these pieces truly personify how Emrys is, and has always supposed to have been. Someone who is flirting between self annihilation and a total descent into evil, while some how just barely hanging on to the rules he holds himself to.

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40. How is their sense of humor? Do they have one?

Emrys actually has a very decent sense of humor, though many don’t ever get to witness it. With those that he trusts he is constantly teasing them, playing jokes on them, and over all general mischief. Even worse is that his familiar Aodh ends up getting the blame most of the time for a prank that Emrys himself is responsible for. The rarity of Emrys being caught and the resulting blame going elsewhere only further leads to the belief that humor is not a strong point for him.