Viorel
crabstronaut
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- 1 year, 6 months ago
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gathers the tales
of others
Viorel makes it his goal to live freely. He roams the world, unrestrained by duties, customs, or expectations, and compiles his experiences into romantic epics that he then shares with his friends. Most divine beasts have an area or a person that they are in charge of protecting, but for whatever reason Viorel has nothing like that, so he travels unfettered (much to the annoyance of any other divine beasts he comes across).
His divine powers are fueled by the stories he tells, and so he tells them frequently. Anyone willing to listen will be graced with a glamorous performance, and even though some of his stories are very blatantly stolen, many people think that the performance makes up for it.
- Tattoo locations: neck, under the right eye, left arm+torso. Patterns don’t need to match exactly, just keep the vibes.
- Dress him up however you want.
creative
charismatic
uninhibited
casual
self-centered
irresponsible
He’s rarely seen without a smile on his face, sometimes smug and sometimes cheerful. He talks very animatedly, sometimes turning even small talk into a flourishing display. Although he’s great at getting on people’s good sides, he’s not the best at staying on them because he’s so selfish at times.
Through his smiles, he goes through periods of deep sadness and grief. He often writes about missing a piece of himself, longing for the past, and a feeling heavy sense of regret. In his performances he plays it all off as exaggerated theatrics, but his heart is leaden.
Viorel was not always the bold and unfettered type that he is now. Years ago, he had a charge of his own to take care of: a little town off the coast, small but mighty thanks to its valuable exports. He spent his days among the people, advising their trade with secrets he had gathered from neighboring areas and providing all that he had for their sake. Like a proud parent, he watched them grow, until eventually they went from being a little town to a bustling city.
But despite their tenacity, humans will always be mortal. During a particularly rainy season, their trade was cut off thanks to the dangerous weather. As the people grew more and more desperate from a lack of resources, a deluge of rain and seawater came and wiped them out in one fell swoop. The suffering and eventual decline of the city happened over the course of months, but to Viorel it was over in the blink of an eye. Wrought with grief from the loss of his people and a sudden and unbearable lack of purpose, he decided to set out and look for something else to protect. But after years of wandering and steeping in his complicated feelings, he decided that it would be better off if he left the task of keeping people safe to those more capable.
To this day, rainy weather makes him incredibly melancholy. He’ll brush it off when asked about it, but he can’t help but remember the people he used to live alongside. Viorel tells many stories, but this one will never be told—it remains deep in his heart, eternally festering.
Viorel’s weird roommate… He loves Kier a whole lot; Vi doesn’t have many genuine friends so he is very happy that Kier seems to genuinely like him. Although, his sleepwalking tends to freak Vi out.
He often sees Solstice in the audience when he performs in the mountains. Vi doesn’t like Solstice very much, but he at least appreciates the support.
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