Silas is a bit of a contradiction with regards to his personality. At times he seems empathetic and even kind, but his words are crude and aggressive. In truth he does this to keep a distance from himself and others, a front to protect his emotions, as he believes people close to him will come to harm or abandon him.

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Backstory

Silas was born to a street whore in Limsa Lominsa, a young woman cast out by her family after falling in love with a sailor whom stole from them. In his early years, despite living on the streets of the city, Silas knew nothing but love, his mother being a very loving woman despite the cruel hand life had dealt her. She wound up 'adopting' a few street kids over the years, becoming something of a matriarch to them, teaching them how to swipe food and survive, until sickness took her in Silas' 13th year. Only he and a boy his mother looked after remained, and all they had was eachother.The next few years were tumultuous, with the boys living by stealing, conning and other petty crimes, but they were exciting and full of laughter as the two grew to rely on eachother and nobody else. But when Silas was 18, his best friend fell in with a bad crowd, taking offers to pull bigger jobs with them, and eventually being invited on the robbery of a very influential family. When the job was done, his best friend was killed to make sure he could neither talk nor claim a share. When Silas learned this, he went into a heartbroken rage.Though he was in a fugue-like state, he vividly recalls the feeling of bones crunching and blades pushing through skin and muscle, warm blood rushing between his fingers. When he came to, he was standing over the body of the crews leader, and all he could feel was hollowness. An utter apathy born of losing his last connection to the world, a feeling that lead him high into the upper city, to a place overlooking the bay, with the sense of calm born of knowing he'd not be walking away from that place.As his eyes took in what he thought would be their final view of the city, a man approached him, claiming to have been drawn in by the emotions he could sense from across the sea, an unfocused power that could be used for good. Deep down seeking something, anything, Silas took the offered hand and began his new life training to wield his emotions as power, to right the wrongs of an unjust world.

Current Events

At present, Silas continues to train and hone himself, growing stronger and more capable, whilst also pushing on with his studies on reading and writing. He also undertakes random assignments from his mentor which often take him to the most random locations for some more hands-on experience in the world.

Roleplay Hooks

Unique Appearance: Between his piercings, tattoos, how he dresses and holds himself, he strikes a unique look. If you're interested in it, ask him about it; just don't expect a nice or sincere answer straight away.DRK in Training: Silas is being trained as a Dark Knight, using his emotions to fuel his powers. If you wish to spar, or require his aid, you're welcome to approach him.Whims of his Mentor: Silas' mentor often sets him random and sometimes strange tasks after dropping him at any given location.Strange Aether: Silas has rather strange aether, for those whom can sense it. Feel free to approach him about it.

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Out of Character

OOCly you can call me Sarto.I’m from the UK, so I usually keep EU times, but I also work shifts, including nights, so sometimes my timezone is a bit fucky. Because of this, I tend to prefer to RP over Discord, though I’m more than happy to find common times to meet up in-game.I’m over 21 and I’ll only write with people whom are likewise over 21.For RP I have four main rules. No IC/OOC bleed. Communication is King. No God-modding or controlling of one another’s character. Consent is also King (He and Communication are married and rule side by side happily)
I suffer from ADHD, Depression and Anxiety, which makes me feel like reaching out to people is pestering, and I can also be rather forgetful. On the other hand, I adore people reaching out to me and reminding me of things, so please know I’m always open and love to be approached.
*I will poke people from time to time, to make sure you are okay and/or still interested in writing together. If you’re not, please feel free to say.I adhere to an incredibly strict policy of there being no IC and OOC bleed. I’ve been RPing for a long time, and I consider it one of the cardinal rules (read above). With that in mind, I also love making friends with the people I write with, and am always happy to listen and provide whatever help I can to my friends.I’m incredibly patient, and will happily pause scenes and wait weeks or months if needed; I know first-hand that life happens and can fucking suck sometimes; RP is for fun, so please never stress about it.I’m open to doing content together, but timezones suck (read above).If you’ve any issues with anything I write; the scene we’re in, a phrase I’ve used, be it taken offense or simply not understanding, absolutely anything at all, please tell me. I firmly believe RP is only fun and worthwhile if both all parties involved are having fun.My Discord is “Sarto.” Including the fullstop; feel free to add me.If there’s anything I’ve forgotten or something you wanna know, please do hit me up.
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