eira
Eira Baines
male・demisexual・24 years old Sota Fukushi They Broke Him Down by Streetlight Manifesto High Queen Xiomara's favorite witch breeding slots・3/3 |
design by sixbane [NB #2265]
[growth by phunkies] shine [s], hair [c], long fur [c], tail [c], ears [uc] hex codes・ #F5F5F3, #BDBBAE, #869288, #B23322, #C54A3A, #242E2D familiar・Nia, female Io Moth |
and the lies we told at breakfast
won't match the lies we had for lunch
Eira was raised by the Zenobian government councilors and they played a heavy hand shaping the person he grew up to be. He's very deadpan, distant, expressionless; he's impossible to read because his face is often lax or bored. The councilors would never let him be emotional and so he 'grew out of it' and he never indulges in it now. He's Xiomara's official witch binder but he sees no real issue with what he's doing. His loyalty is entirely to Zenobia; he never had a chance to consider another type of life and he won't let himself dwell on it now. He specializes in poison magics, a huge subject that allows him to do a hundred different things. He is used occasionally as an assassin but doesn't mind it. Mostly he kills by slicking up his fingers with whatever poison of choice and touching his hand lightly to his victim's skin to transfer it over. His magic has a positive upside; he can control a hundred different biological instances, can get rid of the feeling of hunger, tiredness, nausea, whatever else but he infrequently uses it this way. He will only really do it to himself if he is expected to fulfill a contract he would otherwise be unable to complete and he doesn't speak about this application to the council.
Nia is his familiar and the only truly gentle thing in his world. Nia is an Io moth; she usually sits perched in Eira's hair, so still and pretty that she is constantly mistaken as a decorative hairpiece. He wears loose clothes often so she can disappear in his collar or sleeves when he needs to appear as a non-witch or when she's tired of being looked at. She's a lot shyer than Eira is and a great deal softer too. She's almost always on the more moral side of an argument but it never bothers Eira; it seems only fair that his soul would do her best to act as his moral compass long after he'd given up on it himself. Eira has no real moral compass and doesn't see what he's doing as bad, since he's doing it to survive. He never asks personal details about his victims, even if he's being encouraged to. Eira is very feminine looking and dainty; he's thin and slender, with small hands and agile fingers. He takes advantage of this by wearing his long hair down and making himself look small and harmless. His magic smells like sickly sweet flowers; when he's using a more helpful poison to heal it smells more pleasantly floral.
Nia is his familiar and the only truly gentle thing in his world. Nia is an Io moth; she usually sits perched in Eira's hair, so still and pretty that she is constantly mistaken as a decorative hairpiece. He wears loose clothes often so she can disappear in his collar or sleeves when he needs to appear as a non-witch or when she's tired of being looked at. She's a lot shyer than Eira is and a great deal softer too. She's almost always on the more moral side of an argument but it never bothers Eira; it seems only fair that his soul would do her best to act as his moral compass long after he'd given up on it himself. Eira has no real moral compass and doesn't see what he's doing as bad, since he's doing it to survive. He never asks personal details about his victims, even if he's being encouraged to. Eira is very feminine looking and dainty; he's thin and slender, with small hands and agile fingers. He takes advantage of this by wearing his long hair down and making himself look small and harmless. His magic smells like sickly sweet flowers; when he's using a more helpful poison to heal it smells more pleasantly floral.
and the lies we said for dinner yeah
they’re the tallest of the bunch
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