🍒 Elias 🍒

above the liveless stars

People tend to believe that he was always like this - A charming, calm and compassionate man, capable of creating bonds wherever he went, successful at anything if he just put his mind to it, but that wasn't always the case. While his body has no scars to show, Elias has lived through many of life’s trials, and has done more questionable things than he’d ever admit. No one really knew when he learned the things he knows now, and Elias was never a person to talk about his life’s stories.
Some would even express their jealousy of him, like he had no business being so successful - so happy in life, just because he was an oddity who made his own clothes. Many had dreams and goals, yet never managed to achieve them as Elias had. After all, he never told anyone what he’d done to get to the position he is at today, so how could he blame them for wishing him ill? Indeed, he was more than aware of how people would think of him, and always came prepared for any sort of backlash. His goods stolen, his connections sabotaged, all of it was something he expected, but he never got angry at anyone. Quite the opposite, people would catch a glimpse of him forcing out a smile before he began to clean-up the mess the savages would leave behind.

He knew this would happen, and others pitied him for it, and that’s exactly what he was counting on. After all, his charm was always what got him what he wanted in the end. Months, years even would pass where Elias would build up connections and have people acknowledge him as just that - a kind man who happened to have a huge passion for creating clothes, and nothing more.

above the darkest sun

Known to be a rather skilled archer, Elias was capable of slaying various beasts and was generally very knowledgeable of the flora and fauna surrounding him, never lost no matter where he went - Yet people could never imagine that he was a rogue playing pretend with everyone. Such a small, yet extremely important detail that he conveniently always pushed aside.

Curiously, he never mentioned his family or any of his close friends to anyone. He would quickly brush off the subject, saying that he lost them all to the Calamity, but those were all lies being told so that nobody would push his buttons further and get him to talk. For so long Elias kept all of it to himself, never trusting anyone enough to open up to them about who he really was - An orphan, raised in a guild of rogues - People he considered family… Back when they were still alive and living together.

It used to be run by his adoptive parents - A pair of two Miqo’te’s, who found Elias when he was just a toddler while on a rescuing mission. As the youngest member there, Elias had much to learn, and was very eager to do so. He observed everyone - How they talked, how they fought, how they failed, all of it was something he saw as important information, continuing his studies on rogues and how to wield the daggers, and what became later on his personal favorite - needles.

They all knew their business practices were dangerous, and that anyone could lose their life at any moment, yet it could never truly prepare Elias for that feeling of overwhelming sadness and loneliness, the anger and regret. No time to even mourn those lost as he knew someone could strike again at any moment.
Countless efforts, all of his initial plans and goals - Destroyed, and left to rot. As he had no friends or family to go to or return to anymore, Elias set out to do the one thing he could:

Become the fashion designer he always wanted to be.

He would not have their efforts on him wasted. No, he would become successful just like they wished him to be. He would become strong and capable to do anything he set his mind to, so much so in fact that he wished for people to envy him. To be jealous of him. To wish they could’ve had it as good as he does. He wanted people to gaze at him with jealousy and frustration, to try and take it away from him all over again, only for him to laugh at them and their numerous failed attempts, as he continued to thrive in a world filled with scum.

Alas, to achieve what he wanted, it required no small amount of effort, and so he did everything he possibly could - Jobs that no one would dare take, no matter how awful and difficult, doing favors for people he’d rather see drop dead on sight, and anything and everything in between. None of it was too much if it meant getting what he wanted, regardless of what atrocities he had to commit to get them. Threatening to take someone’s money or life just became a thing he occasionally does on the side, its meaning and the severity of such acts watered down over the course of many years he had to endure by himself.

Connections were built, people were mysteriously murdered or disappeared, Elias had eventually completed what he initially wanted - To settle the score with the savages who took his family from him. Just like that, they were gone from his life - Unsurprisingly, it never felt like it amounted to anything, his victory bittersweet. He knew that wasn't where his work ended, as he promised to become a man his family would be proud of, and he knew he had much and more to discover and learn, but now when his most ambituous quest came to an end, he found himself lost and uncertain on what to do, and where to go.

above everyone but You

At some point, his life began to shift and change. When he heard of an organization in Ul’dah - one owned by Viera brothers who supposedly fled from the Garlean Empire, his interest was immediately piqued. They had their main company - and then they had their Tavern - Under the Crimson Moon. A place filled with various people, mostly hunters and adventurers, and potentially people who may be of Elias’s interest. He immediately packed his things, not thinking twice about it.

Thinking that his trip would pretty much only lead him to a potential new client at best, Elias was quite starstruck when he met a certain waiter who worked at the tavern. Pale as a ceramic sculpture, hair as beautiful of a color as an amethyst stone, eyes he could forever get lost in - He would spend much of his time thinking of various words to use to describe the man standing right in front of him, but none of them could really paint the picture as well as he’d want to. As if it were a dream, their shared interests connected them and formed a bond almost immediately. Most would have to endure a certain amount of time filled with awkward moments before finally getting somewhere, but not them. It was as if the stars themselves had decided it was fate. Once they finally dared to lock their eyes onto each other, there was no going back.

Elias wasted no time as he continued to make arrangements so they could see each other, his plans beginning to focus not so much on work anymore, but more so towards what soon became his partner, who he was growing to love more and more with each and every passing moment. At first he was caught in disbelief that he had found someone who’s skills were so perfect and complementary to his own - both in the field of creation, and combat. It made him be wary and unsure for awhile, but every shared experience, be it their accomplishments, their goals, or things they dared not tell to anyone else before, all of it in the end made him certain of one thing - He wanted to spend the rest of his life with him, and so he proposed a plan - To open a luxury garment store together, and with that, create a new path for themselves, which his partner happily agreed to.

During the time they spent preparing to finally open their shop, Elias would constantly use any chance he had to spoil his beloved, buying him various things he found interesting or fitting for him in whatever way possible, on top of constantly creating custom garments for him, each time feeling overjoyed seeing his partner wear them so proudly. Various fancy dinner dates, decorations for their shared home, accessories of all kinds, whatever his partner can think of, Elias would get it for him - if he hadn’t thought of it first already.
In the meantime, Elias would spare no effort to ensure the word of their store opening would spread fast all around the continents of both Aldenard and Othard, his connections serving him especially well in The Far East as he had plenty of people in high status publically compliment his craftsmanship.

As their store grew in popularity, they both knew that there would be people trying to make use of that or just make attempts to blatantly steal their things, but none of it ever was a problem anymore. As both of them started off as trained rogues, they were more than capable to do whatever was necessary to ensure each other’s safety, as well as the store’s. After so many years spent alone, they finally found what they were looking for within each other - A home to return to, a family that will always be there, their mutual love allowing them to experience genuine happiness for the first time in a long while.

design details

> He has a toned, but overall elegant figure.

> Though his hair tends to cover it most of the time, he's odd eyed, the covered eye being black.

> The metallic parts on his wardrobe are gold, with a rather cold tint. It can at times be mistaken for silver, depending on the lighting.

> Every piece of clothing he wears, he made himself. However, while he is proud of his creations, the jewelry his beloved made for him are the things he tends to show off with the most enthusiasm.

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