Aether || FaerieKyrie Delphi

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Age: 30 Summers Old
Height: 4 Fulms, 5 ilms
Gender: CIS Female
Orientation: Pansexual and Sapiosexual
Relationships: Canon Relationship with Syren Delphi
Other Notes
Kyrie is a spitfire, yet loyal. She loves fiercely, but will get in your face if you're in her way.
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Poses: Don't hesitate to ask if I'm around!
Content: Extremes and Roulettes, Savages maybe.
RP: Again ask, but please contact me through Discord!
ERP: Hard no.
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Kyrie's Backstory

Kyrie was born into the Dotharl clan of the Azim Steppe. She is a reincarnation of her grandmother, and was raised by Karai and Miria Dotharl. She inherited her father's, Karai, ebony hair and turqouise limbal rings, where she inherited her mother's, Miria, glittering emerald gaze. Her childhood was rough, raised lovingly to be perfect, punshing when she wasn't. Karai had large expectations of Kyrie, for her to be the best archer of them all. She endured physical and mental abuse, and during that time, her curiosity of the world outside of the Steppe grew.She also grew up with twins, Shiji and Shima Dotharl, and they were her soul sisters. There was never a Shiji and Shima without a Kyrie, as their souls and lives were intertwined throughout the generations.When she was 16 summers old, Kyrie refused to fight in her first Naadam. She had screamed it out with Karai, who had taken her by her hair and dragged her in front of the Khatun, and a still learning Sadu. Karai, after explaining everything he'd heard, demanded that his daughter be forced to take herself out of the cycle, to never be reborn again for the disgrace that she had brought to the tribe. The Khatun disagreed, saying that Kyrie's fight may not be within the Steppe, but a fight for a greater purpose. Kyrie was named Exile on the spot, never to return, and if she did, she would be killed on sight.Kyrie gathered her things and she left, only to have Shiji and a guard wish her a farewell. It would be hours that she would be smuggled out of Reunion, bleeding out after hunting an agitated Dzo, along with her chosen brother, Kazyan Aurion, of the Oronir. She then used her dexterity to pick pockets, danced in Kugane, and finally bought passage to Limsa, where she headed to Gridania immediately after to lead her life as a mercenary.