"Y' don't deserve shit if you're not strong enough to take it... and keep it safe."

Once a fearsome warrior of the Buduga, Irtei found himself bereft of his brothers and purpose, in a faraway land that couldn’t be more different from the lawless planes of his homeland. Regardless he clung onto the beliefs of his tribe and people even on distant shores, valuing strength and brotherhood between men above all else while regarding women as little more than breeding stock - until he met Miira.

What used to be irrefutable truth has now been shattered by an unlikely friendship and newfound allies. Between fragile pride, festering guilt and a natural inclination towards violence, Irtei is determined to find his own path forward – to cast off old shadows while staying true to his word and the people he holds close.

Profile

Server: Omega
Character name: Irtei Buduga
Race: Au Ra - Xaela
Age: 28
Height: 2,15 m
Weight: ~ 100 kg
Languages: Xaelan, Common
Gender: male
Place of residence: Ishgard
Tags: mercenary, steppeborn, brutal, asshole, protective, loyal, guilt, crude language, combat rp, slice of life rp, mature

OOC

Discord Tag: Natah#1302
Nationality: German
Age: 28
RP style: realism within the lore, low-power/magic, mature

Online times (in UK time):
weekdays: 7PM - 11PM (can be stretched)weekends: all day erryday (with exceptions)
I like to explore mature themes in my RP and am more or less up for roleplaying anything that might realistically happen to the character - though it's never wrong to ask beforehand when it comes to more extreme topics (character death, severe injuries, abuse, etc.).

Appearance

Standing more than two yalms tall, Irtei towers over most Eorzeans while average in height for a xaela. His body is both honed for and marred by battle, and the man's broad shoulders and muscular frame are almost entirely covered in gruesome scars, as is his face. Amongst the marks his life has left him with, the most characteristic is a scar splitting his lips on the left side of his face which twists with every expression. His torso isn't lacking for scars either, the largest and most gruesome being the lashes over the entirety of his back, breaking scales and skin alike.

Irtei's most striking feature, despite his many scars, are his pale eyes, near colourless grey at their centers and encircled by bleak green limbal rings which seem to pierce anyone who dares stare back at the man. Harsh glares and broody glowering appear to lie in his nature. His sharp, downwards pointing horns only add to a martial first impression.

Taking a backseat to more practical concerns, his selfcare is arguably lacking. A smell of sweat and dried blood isn't rare around Irtei, and his lengthy black hair often falls in greasy strands that are uncaringly combed backwards and held by a band in the back that is rarely, if ever, opened.

Relationships

Tribe

Familiar Faces

Adversaries

Tribe

Miira Kagon

I'm not ashamed to call you family. Couldn't care less for what's between your legs, what you believe in or for the spirits in your head or the cracks in your mind. You're the best damn healer I've ever met and you're more loyal than I deserve. You were there when I needed you without fault. And I've not nearly given back as much as I ought to.

You still call me your brother after all I've done and all I allowed to happen. I'll make up for it in any way I can for as long as I've left to live. I'll do what it takes to keep you safe. You and Jebe both. You're all that I have now - and I will be all that you need of me in turn.

Jebe

[To be updated]

Familiar Faces

Kuromi Kaneyama

You're no warrior, but you didn't hesitate to spill blood when it was required of you. We don't have to give a shit about each other for me to acknowledge that you've been a good friend to her and a useful ally. You know your duty to your family - the one you share by blood and the one you share by choice. I see the risks you take and the sacrifices you're willing to make.

I don't like your fake smiles and the mothering, giving out gifts like they mean shit. I don't understand your kind well... palescale and merchants. It doesn't matter. We speak the same language when we have to.

Qu White

You're not as spineless as you seemed in the beginning. I believe you're genuine about making up for your mistakes, but I won't trust you blindly just yet. I do trust the Malaguld's judgement however - and I've seen what you're capable of when your head isn't somewhere in the clouds.

Batzorig Kahkol

I'm not as reckless as I used to be when we first met, but a steppeblood never loses its bite, stray.

Still feels good bashing your face in once in a while, but there's too much at stake these days. You lent us your aid for as long as it served to pay your debt and no more. I can accept that, but I expected more from you... can't tell why. You've never made good on the trust I extended to you in the past.

Yulmonkh Qalli

Damned if I do and damned if I don't. You wanted to know who I was and you couldn't take it when I didn't show you all of it. You would've fucking turned your back and left just the same, because no one who knows half of what I've done would want a piece of shit like me.

Still stings, but I can see it for what it was now. A good couple months. You couldn't have lived with the truth of it either way. It was bound to end sooner rather than later, but the way it did only proved you a coward. Left nothing but a damned note behind. That's all I was worth to you. All I'm ever worth in the end.

Shiv One-Eye

Never really gave a shit, did you? Not about me and not about her either. You only did your part for as long as it didn't hurt your purse. When I asked you to fight by my side, you called me weak for it. You abandoned her without a second damn thought when she needed us the most.

Stay lost. I tried to be good enough for you. Turns out you're the one lacking... lacking a spine most of all. Either it's me who has the shit taste or everyone who's desperate enough to take me, only to run off when they realize what they got themselves into.

Muunokhoi Buduga

You're my brother by tribe and by blood. But we never saw eye to eye in the end. Can't tell which one of us is the greater traitor, but I see what you were talking about now and why you didn't want to return. I wonder why y' were going to afterall... or where your journey took you.

Don't let your demons eat you before we meet again, brother.

Adversaries

Nurzhan Kagon

Choke on your lies and burn in the daylight, palehide. All I could see in you is a pretender, a cowardly, vile vulture who preys on his own. You have nothing but accusations and ill intentions for someone who used to be your sister, who suffered worse than you can imagine at the hands of those you weren't there to defend her from. You disgust me.

If you or the zealots you ran back to ever lay a hand on my kin again, I am going to tan your hide in the sun while you're still breathing.

Ammon Iskander

Good riddance, y' bloated, snake-tongued piece of shit.

Won't pretend that I'm any better than you and that what I did was any more forgivable. We both deserve worse than the punishment you received... but it was good to hear you scream. Your life was hers to take, as slowly as she wanted to.

I should've never let you lay your greedy eyes on her and never speak one of your poisoned words to her. I knew what you were and I take the blame for allowing you to continue your twisted games as long as I did.