Changeling: The Dreaming FATE
Slight scales on his body with two horns on the side of his head. He wears a mix of cloth and steel armor which looks like a medieval school uniform.
He was born on the open waters of Eorzea to the late Au Ra mother
Limka Volfire and an Elezen father Livoer Volfire who loved the life of sea. Once his family docked in Limsa Lominosa he was already four months old.His mother however did not survive the trip with his birth being what took her final breath. His father worked at the “Dutiful Sisters of Edelweiss” to help support them as he raised him. He only talked about his mother mentioning she was a blacksmith with a spiky personality that matched her cute physique. However his father loved and raised him dearly training him not only to train his body ,but also train his mind. At the age of 5 the sisters taught Zachary the basics of pick pocketing and rouge work. Life was decent with his dad teaching him tricks of his trade ,but also tutoring him in ways on how the world worked. Exploring the city Zach hung around the guild watching people work and studying from afar different techniques and such. Even asking how certain tools and weapons work like the musket’s used by high ranking pirates and mercenaries. However this happy life was to be short lived. His father was betrayed by a fellow rouge and left to die by an ambush of the Bloody Excutioners. By the time aid arrived it was far too late. Leaving Zach an orphan at the age of 8. He refused being adopted into the guild believing their negligence got his father killed. Choosing a life on the streets and sea. He picked up trades to be a pirate however he still retained his father’s teachings in knowledge studying books and documents whenever he got his hands on them. To this day he kept the knives his father used called “Tide’s Loving Daggers” who she said was forged by his mother as a wedding gift.During the great battle of Certeneau Flatts Zach was just an average adventurer. He only had small time experience in combat with his biggest mark just being a Frenzied Gobbue. He fought and took down 27 Garleans using his Axe and basic Arcane incantations as he held his own. During Dalamund descent however he was horrible injured due to his inexperience taking 2 heavy blows and a fire III to his chest as well. Bloodied and broken he lied on the battle field as Bahamut spread his wrath across the land he lied upon the ground feeling his entire body fade away. “This….is it?….I barely began to hope….for a better future….guess I’m hopeless…..case” Right as he said this Louisoix teleported all the remaining heroes away. Zachary being on death’s door made him relive the moment for what felt like a eternity inside the time-space. When he awoke he was confused as to why he was attending the fair his near death fresh in his mind soon he wondered what this place was and what his abilities may contain.
Phase One – Your story
“Wh WHAT THE HELL?!?!” He was taking his finals when he awoke he had horns. And suddenly his head was cloudy. He needed answers what was going on what were these thoughts? Battles magic? Fighting? What does it mean? He he thought back to his classes. He was becoming a philosophy major. He was proficient in…arcane magic? mathematical poisons? Confused he shook his head “No that can’t be right…..” Yet the dreams seem so real. Maybe the college life he remembered was the dream? He felt mixed up about this he felt that it wasn’t a dream more like he had awoken ,but unclear as to why.
Phase Two – Whose path did you cross?
He woke up in his philosophy class confused. He turned when some one who called out to him…. correction some thing. It seemed this fawn? doe? horn girl? was like him and explained the situation. After evnetually understanding what she was saying he nodded. “Can you lead the way?” He hoped she could help make heads or tails of the situation. As she describe what she knew about the world his mind kicked into high gear. This place has a lot of opportunities. I’ll make a fortune in this situation.
Phase Three – Who else’s path did you cross?
“Okay so my name is-” “WE’RE UNDER ATTACK!” “Wha who wha?!” He boarded this ship for no less then 10 seconds when some kind of octopus?…. IN THE SKY?!!?! was attacking. He ran around the ship with previous experience working on them however his shining moment. “If the octopus has such a good grip on us….” He thought allowed " IF a octopus tentacle could just turn into goddamn kalamari!" Suddenly the suckers on the tendril holding the glowed increasing heat making it unable to grip the boat"Wha…so this is my power…." Be bewildered at his own words bending reality he stared at the octopus being confused by his memories of doing this so many times before.