History
Ikah'ra was born in the year 1557 of the Sixth Astral Era, fifth son of an especially large family in a quiet little village - few households all working to promote life under the eyes of the elementals. He didn't get to know them for long, by the standards of most. He could be considered lucky that he was away training conjury when the Calamity struck the continent, chaperoned by his older brother Ohko'a. With nothing much to their names, they did all that they could and came to Ul'dah as refugees. As many found out... not all it's cracked up to be.
With years of experience under his belt scrapping, hauling, and stealing to help keep the brothers afloat, he stumbled across the right mark. A hot man
Coming off the streets, Akira felt like he could finally live instead of survive. His new friend X'Thala's connections helped his brother into housing, but Akira needed to see the world... and through X'thala this was dangerously feasible.
Eventually Akira's wanderlust was sated, apart from little bouts of needing to get away. He settled into guarding Thala's performing troupe, their will-they-won't-they dynamic coming to a boiling point. Before they knew it, they had a host of dogs, chocobo, vows, and even a weasel. It didn't take long for their family to grow, marrying O'Zvi - their gardener turned situationship turned fiancee. They'd eventually half adopted a Viera girl from Zvi's past. It wasn't exactly on purpose, but neither was it a disappointment. They were left with an especially large family in a not so quiet neighbourhood, no thanks to their household.
Appearance and Attitude
At 169cm (centimilms) Akira passes as ‘tall for a Miqo,' and fills out his size with enough muscle hiding under short fur to be strong but stay agile. It's rare for him to wear any kind of armour, but if he does then it focuses on cloth and leather, with metal plating restricted to vitals. Just like he won't let his protective gear weigh him down, he specialises in light blades - katana, tanto, and twinblades. Thicker broadswords are his weapon of choice when taking a protective role, shield optional.
Akira boasts a pretty face, despite some loose scarring. Bright green eyes are always accompanied by tomato-red eyeshadow and tribal markings, powder and ink makeups compensating for the layer of fluff to keep his appearance immaculate. At his sternum, he has a deep scar that seems to be from a large blade, the edges soft like the skin had melted there.
His attitude can come across as carefree and friendly, which it tends to be, but there isn't a time that he doesn't keep some level of vigilance if he can help it. Eyes scanning a room, observing to make judgements on who someone might be; Hand resting on a hip just that little bit close to his blade; Legs tight, muscles ready to pounce at a moment's notice - away from action, or into the fray?
At the very least, once you get him talking he's a bright soul, not afraid to meet new people and take the true measure of their valor. Or what drinks they like, when it isn't so serious.
