Ayr Levyne

  • Owned by @JariqaOde on twitter

  • Yes I have Mare

  • Please don't approach me in-character, I much prefer to talk about the scenario before we begin.

  • Bisexual

  • I prefer to RP through discord, but I am trying to branch out and do more in-game stuff.

  • If you don't know for sure how I feel about the kink or scenario, please ask.

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Name: Ayr LevyneRace: Midlander HyurNameday: Thirteenth day of the Fifth Astral Moon (13/09)Age: 26Height: 5'6Jobs: Rogue / ViperLikes: Torrin, Gil, Jewelry, Getting His WayDislikes: Too Many Rules, Cops, Being Tricked, Bees

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Not much is known about the specific of Ayr's past because frankly, there isn't much to tell. He himself doesn't remember many of his earliest years, but he grew up a Limsa street-rat like many other children. During those years his only friend was another orphaned boy, an pale-white Xaela named Torrin.The two spent many years scraping by, pickpocketing trinkets and loaves of bread. Ayr's only desire since then has been to make a life for himself. A real one. The kind where he doesn't want for or worry.As Ayr grew better at his little tricks and sleight of hand, it eventually caught the attention of the Rogue's Guild. Primarily because he had succeeded at pickpocketing the guildmaster Jacke himself. At the time he was recruited, Ayr was only a boy of 17 with no combat training to speak of other than dodging an occasional knife throw from the rare person who caught him stealing. As such he spent a lot of time after that being taught to wield the knives of the guild. While this was all ongoing, Torrin had taken a different path. A marauder had taken pity on the boy and offered to teach him to wield an axe, that he might make an honest living.After a number of years spent learning to fight, both the boys grew into a formidable pair of men, each watching the other's back. Though different guilds had taken each in, their primary loyalties were, and still are, to each other.Only recently have both of them cut ties with their guilds, (Torrin amicably, Ayr less so) and left Limsa for the first time as a pair of sellswords. Their services don't come cheap, but they like to think they're worth every gil.Ayr still dreams of living the high life, though he finds it hard not to flaunt the wealth he already has in the form of an extensive collection of golden jewelry. Torrin is simply along for the ride now, loyal to Ayr and no one else. He's wrapped completely around Ayr's finger, and Ayr is quite aware of it.