Livilla Kir Canius

Nicknames/Aliases
Liv, "Doc"

Race
Pure-Blood Garlean

Age
26

Gender
Female

Orientation
Heterosexual

Profession
Ex Combat Medic/Soldier

Wild, unsettling pale blue eyes pair with a cold and emotionless gaze that hides the constant turmoil wracking around her mind from all but the most observant and familiar. Though she holds her head high and proud the mask she hides behind can only cover up so much. She carries herself with an air of distrust and over-caution, always on guard, always watching for something lurking in the shadows... Rarely is she seen relaxing and when she is it's often with a cigar of some form.Her clothing is utilitarian and warm, consisting of a thick military coat fit for the climate worn over her old uniform, similar to what many of her fellow survivors also wear. Her pistol and her old medic bag are both kept on her person at all times, and she's always ready to put either of them to use as the situation demands. Glasses are kept in a hard case in her coat -- round, silver rimmed things that she only wears when reading, delicate as they are.Unless one is a fellow Garlean, it's likely their first interaction would involve Livilla sneering at them, for what reason would she have to bother speaking with a savage?

Livilla was born into a pure-blood family that earned its wealth by training and breeding working dogs and later war dogs for the Empire. They were well known for producing physically strong and intelligent pups without sacrificing a good temperament -- a hard thing to balance and something the family was held in high regard for. Litters were sought after and more often than not reserved well in advance, while the demand for such versatile, all-rounder dogs always remained high. She and her family were able to live comfortably off of their work with all their needs met, so long as they kept this work up. And that they did; Livilla adhered to her family's expectations and pursued studies in veterinarian medicine that she hoped to use in order to better their hounds. Despite the freezing cold and heavy snow settling over Garlemald even at it's height, growing up there was a wonderful experience for a young woman like Livilla.She served in Ghimlyt as a field medic and magitek operator, and although she saved many, she herself was badly injured and shipped back to Garlemald in order to recover. Luck being what it is, she was there laying in a hospital bed, bored out of her mind and listening to the radio when her country fell... though she would never admit to herself that it truly did. That same sheer luck is how she escaped becoming a thrall like some of her brethren.There is a warmth from having good friends, close family, and a purpose that keeps the cold at bay. Without those three pillars sharp ice slowly creeps into her peripherals, threatening to encase her... and yet everyday she wakes up and finds something warm enough to keep it held at bay just a little longer. Something that no one will ever take away from her is that stubborn, lingering sense of pride for the homeland that she holds so dearly close to her heart.

Livilla is a proud, pure-blood Garlean, born and raised in Garlemald's capital city... and watched it fall around her as a surviving member of it's military. She served with and grew up around other such individuals who may or may not have lived through its destruction. There's plenty of room for any previous relationships or acquaintances from before and after, though Livilla is a very different person now. We all have our friends and our enemies, of which the latter Livilla has made a fair few more than most. She's not afraid to add to the list.

While she can't manipulate aether like those Eorzean "barbarians" can, she is an accomplished field medic with a background in veterinary medicine. If someone's been injured she's equipped with the knowledge to help stabilize them, given that she has the supplies to spare. She isn't likely to help outsiders out of the goodness in her heart, but an injured animal would never be turned away regardless of its masters allegiance.

Paranoid and utterly distrusting of anything or anyone that isn't Garlean, Livilla does not work well with outsiders. She will be difficult, blame them for anything whatsoever that goes wrong, and will most likely say derogatory and spiteful things. However, if a "savage" has somehow proven themselves in some aspect there is the chance that she could come around and be respectful, or even offer friendship. She is capable of both negative and positive character growth and anyone who wants to broaden her horizons and/or change her views is welcome to try.

Refusing to give in to offers of help from those 'invading savages,' Livilla stubbornly continues to try surviving off the scraps of her fallen homeland. She scavenges the snow covered destruction for anything useable and knows what areas to avoid and what paths are safest. Guiding others through the rubble would be trivial, though unless the one asking is a citizen it is likely going to be difficult to get her to agree to it. Having her help find something or someone, or simply to act as a guide, could go in interesting and unpredictable directions. If she's smiling, you probably shouldn't trust her.

She is a medic, but when she was needed as a force on the field she was tasked with piloting a suit of magitek armor. She still has what's left of it. The poor thing is beaten to pieces and no longer functions, held together by scavenged parts and luck. That doesn't stop her from discreetly searching for a way to repair it so that it's more than just a waste of good ceruleum. Someone with mechanical know-how might be able to get into her good graces.

Before everything went to shit, Livilla was a kind and optimistic woman with potential who hoped to live up to her family's expectations. She studied, helped care for her family's hounds, and like so many others entered the military. Some of those hounds may have been sold or survived and found new masters. Perhaps someone may recognize her from academia, or from working with her family, or for some reason went out of their way to track her down for reasons involving such. There are many ways to include something from her much brighter past.

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Out of Character Stuff

Discord: livilla - will show as Wulfe
I have a preference for roleplay over discord, google docs, or other out of game methods. I'm not against in-game RP; this character is just more difficult to portray in game.
I'm in Central Time Zone (Texas!) and often play later in the evenings. I'm normally pretty easy to catch for discussion.
My writing style in game tends towards a focus on dialogue with actions written without much prose. Out of game I'm more detailed and can average a few bulky paragraphs when I get into the zone. I don't have a word count requirement and in general I'm flexible and favor some planning.
I love exploring horror, mature, dark, and other heavy themes within the context of a story/plot. Romance is not off the table but this character is not built with it in mind. I'm not interested in blatant ERP or entertaining anyone's fetishes.
We may not mesh well if you're squeamish. Livilla was a combat medic for the Garlean Army and has seen some heavy shit; I want my writing to explore and reflect this aspect of her. This is not a happy character. I will write horror in a way that I hope comes across as actually being scary.
I am an adult. I've been roleplaying for 15+ years now across various platforms and fandoms. Please be an adult (21+) as well, both mentally and physically.
I can be contacted on /tell in game when available and over Discord. I'm likely as shy as you probably are, so please don't be afraid to reach out. I wont bite!
Finally, I must reiterate that this is not a happy character. She does not start out friendly, is often suspicious, exhibits odd behaviors, and can be paranoid. She may say things that are upsetting, be difficult, or act in ways you may not agree with within the context of the story that we are writing. Please be aware that this is a character and does not reflect on who I am as a person. I ask that you be able to keep the boundaries between IC and OOC clear and separate. I go well out of my way to keep a solid line of communication so if there is ever a point where anyone is uncomfortable I expect something to be said so that it can be addressed, discussed, and/or be avoided in the future. I have absolutely zero tolerance for anyone who blurs the lines between OOC and IC.
...Seriously, I promise I'm chill!