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Lyezal.

In moonlit dance, my shadows play, A runaway's path, where dreams sway.

A vision in white silks and flowing blossom pink hair, hailing from the Kugane where she is a well-known dancer and by-hire adventurer, the prim and proper, demure fallen noblewoman hides many secrets behind her sharp eyes and coy smile--some of them dangerous, perhaps. Playful, mischievous, spoiled and a bit of a crybaby. Lyez is a loyal friend with a pure heart. She seeks freedom and companionship as she travels the expanse of Eorzea.

From silken chains to skies unbound, In freedom's embrace, my soul is found.

Just the basics.

Lyezal "Lyez" Rae is a Raen Au Ra known for her cotton candy pink hair and azure eyes. Once a noble in Kugane, she fled her family's oppressive expectations to embrace a life of freedom as a dancer. Eternally bonded to Doru Kha, Lyez embodies a playful yet kind spirit, cherishing sweet foods, beautiful dresses, and all things pink, while disliking rudeness, sour foods, and being compared to a lizard.

nothing but the truth.

[Race]: Au Ra
[Clan]: Raen
[Nameday]: 14th Sun of the 4th Astral Moon
[Guardian]: Menphina
[Apparent Age]: Mid-Twenties
[Gender]: Female
[Height]: 5-fulm 4-ilm
[Weight]: 105 ponze
[Orientation]: Heterosexual
[Profession]: Adventurer, Dancer, Reluctant Black Mage, Runaway Daughter,
[Status] Eternally bonded to Doru Kha

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[Alignment]: Neutral Good
[Personality Traits]: Kind, Mischievous, Spoiled, Playful, Crybaby
[Like(s)]: Sweet Foods, Steppe Tea, Rolanberries, Long naps, The Ocean, Playing tricks and games, Praise
[Dislike(s)]: Rudeness, Being teased, Sour foods, Being Compared to a lizard and or a dragon
[RP] Social, slice of life, darker/mature themes
Looking for: RP, content buddies, friends, enemies, frenemies

key items.

Always on hand and treasured, you'll never find Lyez without these precious items in her pocket or on her person. To know them and their stories is to know her.

Weapon of choice.

The Fae's Crown Tathlums Forged as razor-sharp spherical blades adorned with delicate, wing-like steel flourishes, these weapons glow and flutter with radiant fae power when thrown, leaving trails of shimmering motes in their wake. They were masterfully crafted by Talamh Alainn, a stoic yet remarkably gifted paladin and Elezen craftswoman, as a token of friendship and in honor of the many adventures she and Lyez had shared. The design was inspired by the flutter of wings in battle and the freedom the two found in each other’s company. To Lyez, they are far more than finely made weapons, they are the embodiment of trust, shared laughter, and hard-won victories, a piece of her dearest friend’s heart she can carry into every fight.

Thavnairian Perfume Vial.

Vial of Eternal Perfume A tiny cut-glass bottle with gold filigree at its neck, filled with a rare Thavnairian perfume that blends rose, lotus, and a faint bite of cinnamon. The scent is warm, luxurious, and faintly intoxicating, clinging to the skin like a promise. Lyez received it as payment for a performance in Radz-at-Han from a wealthy patron who claimed her dance was as intoxicating as the scent - a perfect pairing. The vial is small enough to hide in her palm, and she uses it sparingly, just a single drop before a performance, or on evenings when she needs to remind herself of her allure. To her, it is a talisman of confidence, proof that beauty and artistry can inspire generosity without demand.

Kugane Street Map.

Hand-Drawn Map of Kugane Folded so many times its edges have softened to velvet, this map of Kugane’s back alleys and shadowed waterways is inked in Doru’s unmistakable hand. He pressed it into her palm after her first close call with her family’s hired trackers, pointing out the routes that would let her vanish into the city without a trace. The lines are slightly smudged, the paper stained with the faint scent of saké from nights spent poring over it together in quiet planning. Though she no longer needs the map to navigate her home city, she keeps it as a keepsake of trust, proof that from the beginning, Doru was willing to risk his own safety for hers.

Lominsan Compass.

A Battered Brass Compass With a crack in its glass face, faintly smelling of sea salt. Lyezal didn’t buy it, it came into her possession after a raucous night in a Limsa tavern where she bested a pirate captain in cards and dance. When he passed out at the table, she “liberated” the compass, half out of mischief, half as a memento of the night’s wild energy. Oddly, the compass does not point north, it always seems to align toward somewhere she has yet to discover. She keeps it in her travel pouch, telling herself it’s for navigation, but secretly she hopes it’s pointing her toward her next great adventure.

Lucky Coin.

Thaleia Coin An ancient gold commemorative coin stamped with an unknown arcane crest, warm from the many times she’s turned it over in her hand. It was given to her by a merchant whose stall she frequented after she caught a pickpocket making off with his goods. He pressed it into her palm, saying, “For luck, and because you move faster than most see.” Lyez keeps it tucked in her coin purse, touching it before business dealings or negotiations, convinced that it brings her the edge she needs to walk away with the better bargain.

Magicked Music Box.

Star Sapphire Music Box A gold music box no larger than her palm, engraved with crescent moons and falling blossoms. A petite sapphire is set in the lid the color of Lyez's eyes. When wound, it plays a slow, lilting waltz that she first heard in a Gridanian tea house, a melody that stilled her restless thoughts. She bought it without hesitation, carrying it on her travels as a guard against nightmares. Each night she winds it before sleeping, letting the soft notes remind her that even in a life shaped by flight and danger, there are moments of calm she can claim for herself.

Diamond Ring.

Eternity Ring A slender band of white-gold inlaid with a delicate spiral of pale pink sapphires, the design echoing the curve of her own horns. Given to her by Doru during their Eternal Bonding, the ring was not chosen for opulence but for the quiet strength it represents - an unbroken circle forged through trials, loyalty, and the unshakable trust they built over years. To Lyez, it is both a promise and a tether: a reminder that no matter how far she wanders or how wild the road becomes, there is one soul in the world who will always know her, and always choose her, without condition.

about me.

In the grand tapestry of life, I, Lyezal Rae, have chosen to dance upon its most vibrant threads. From the opulent courts of Kugane to the untamed wilds of Eorzea, my journey is a delicate balance of grace and defiance. Join me as we waltz through adventures, embracing the beauty of freedom and the allure of the unknown.

bio.

Lyezal Rae, The Runaway Lotus.

In the opulent heart of Kugane, where the scent of incense drapes heavy over lacquered wood and paper-paneled walls, Lumiko Raehiko was born into the esteemed Raehiko clan, a lineage of Raen Au Ra whose influence wove through Hingashi’s noble circles like a thread. Her mother, Tsukiyo Raehiko, was a revered matriarch, a woman of formidable intellect whose every action was as deliberate as the measured strokes of a calligrapher’s brush. Her father, Hotaru Raehiko, was a man of quiet severity, the kind of presence that turned silk into steel with but a glance.Together, they cultivated an empire of wealth and prestige, their influence extending into the clandestine dealings of Hingashi’s underbelly, where politics, tradition, and power wove a golden noose around all who dwelled within it.And at the heart of this dynasty, there was Lumiko.She was a flower of rare breed, nurtured in the warmth of adoration yet strangled by the weight of expectation. As a child, she flourished beneath the doting eyes of her kin, indulged in the finest clothes, the sweetest treats, and the endless affections of an audience that would never see her as anything less than perfection incarnate. She was raised in a world of kagemai, the art of shadow-dancing, and the storied discipline of Kugane’s courtesans, though hers was not a path of mere entertainment. No, she was groomed for something greater.At the precipice of her eighteenth summer, her destiny unfurled in the form of dark magic, an inheritance buried deep within the bloodline of her forebears. The Raehiko were known not only for their political cunning but for their service to the enigmatic forces that whispered beneath the surface of the world. She was to be their Priestess of the Night, an emissary of shadow and devotion, her hands meant to weave destruction in the name of the clan’s prosperity.But Lumiko was no docile maiden, no obedient daughter to be molded into a vessel of her family’s ambition. She saw their love for what it truly was, a gilded leash, a veil of affection meant to suffocate her beneath the weight of their desires.So, she fled.On a moonless night, clad in stolen traveler’s garb, Lumiko vanished from Kugane’s embrace, shedding her born name and taking a chosen one - Lyezal Rae. She abandoned the halls of her childhood, the opulence of her name, and the future meticulously crafted for her. She traded silk for rags, comfort for uncertainty, and security for the bitter taste of true freedom. The girl who had once been a princess became a ghost, a whisper carried by the winds of the Ruby Sea.

A Dancer in the Dark.

Eorzea was a world unlike the structured elegance of Hingashi. It was wild, unpredictable—a land of open arms and cruel indifference in equal measure. Lyez found herself navigating the underbelly of cities like Ul’dah, where coin dictated survival, and Limsa Lominsa, where the seas called to the reckless and the free alike.With no wealth to her name, she turned to the art she had known all her life—the art of performance. Dance had once been a pastime of noble frivolity, a means of entertainment for dignitaries and courtiers alike. But now, it was her weapon.She became a Dancer in the truest sense, not merely one who entertained but one who fought—her every movement a flourish of steel and spell alike. Her blade fans carved through the air like a siren's wail, her steps a symphony of defiance. She found her stage in taverns, in alleyways, in the underground clubs of Eorzea’s nightlife, where coin flowed like wine and secrets were spilled like blood.And all the while, her past chased her like a shadow at dusk.Her parents, relentless in their pursuit, sent mercenaries, bounty hunters, and whispers into the wind, seeking to reclaim the daughter who had forsaken them. They did not wish for her death—no, that would be too merciful. They wished to break her, to bring her back in shackles, so that she might kneel once more before the will of her ancestors.But Lyez had tasted freedom.And she would never return willingly.

The Bodyguard & The Bond.

Among the many who sought her for her family's gain, one stood apart.Doru Kha, a Xaela warrior of the Kha tribe, was hired to be her guardian, her shadow, her leash. He was meant to watch her, not to interfere—a viper in the grass, ever coiled, ever patient.But Doru was a man who understood cages, for he had lived in one himself.At first, he was little more than a silent sentinel, watching as she danced her way through Eorzea’s dens of sin and salvation. He was there when she bested would-be captors, when she found solace in the glow of a stage, when she wept over the weight of her own existence. And, somewhere in the space between duty and longing, he found himself ensnared.Their love was not an explosion but a slow-burning ember forged through whispered conversations beneath star-drenched skies, bickering, and stolen glances. She pushed him away, time and time again, convinced that love was merely another tether, another means of control.But fate works in mysterious ways.A night of moogle mischief, enchanted wine, and an unexpected Eternal Bonding left them entwined in the eyes of the gods themselves. It was a union neither had anticipated, yet one neither could deny.And when Doru confessed that his contract had long since been fulfilled, that he had remained not out of obligation but of his own volition, Lyez knew the truth she had fought so long to deny: she had not merely been running from her family—she had been running from the fear of belonging to someone.She accepted his love, and he, hers.

A Return in Triumph, Not Submission.

Though she had sworn never to return, the winds of fate carried her back to Kugane—this time, not as a captive, but as a force to be reckoned with.She did not return to the halls of the Raehiko estate, nor did she seek her family’s favor. Instead, she made her home in Doru’s residence, a place untouched by the ghosts of her past. She moved through the city unafraid, performing in its theaters, wielding the weight of her chosen name, and forcing the Raehiko to acknowledge that she had become something they could neither control nor claim.The clan, bound by decorum and their carefully crafted image, did not dare move against her openly. They could no longer send mercenaries without risking the ire of the very powers they had long sought to manipulate.Instead, they bided their time, working through intermediaries, whispering into the ears of merchants and nobles, weaving plans meant to weaken her footing in the city.But Lyez was not a girl to be caged, nor a pawn to be played.She met their machinations with her own defiant radiance. For every door they sought to close, she forced another open. For every whisper of doubt, she danced through it like fire upon a candle wick.They watched.
They waited.
They clenched their teeth behind smiles of porcelain grace.And Lyez?She was free.

Present Day: A Life Unwritten.

Now, Lyezal Rae drifts between continents, a dancer of the open road, a mage of reluctant power, and a woman forever caught between two worlds—the one she left behind and the one she continues to carve for herself.She lives by no one’s rules but her own, forever in search of the next adventure, the next thrill, the next escape.And should you find yourself in need of a companion whose laughter is as bright as her blades are sharp, a runaway princess who refuses to be caged—You need only follow the sound of the music.

hooks.

Curious about me, are you? Well, I am Lyezal Rae, a dancer who weaves tales with every step and a mage who reluctantly bends the arcane to her will. If your heart yearns for adventure and your spirit is as unbridled as mine, then perhaps our paths are destined to intertwine

1. The Runaway’s Shadow.

Despite her best efforts to carve out her own fate, whispers of Lyezal’s past still slither through the back alleys of Kugane and beyond. Mercenaries, bounty hunters, or even former family allies may be lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike—or perhaps warn her of an even greater danger. Have you overheard her name spoken in hushed tones, or been hired to bring her back? Maybe you’re an old acquaintance from her past life, shocked to find her dancing free in the heart of Eorzea. Do you expose her? Aid her? Or simply watch from the sidelines as the past comes knocking?

2. Dance of Daggers.

In the midst of a bustling tavern or a high-stakes underground club, Lyezal performs—her every step a mixture of grace and deadly intent. Perhaps you’re captivated by her art, drawn in by the flicker of steel between her fingers. Are you a fellow performer, an admirer, or someone who recognizes the movements of a trained killer hidden within the elegance of her dance? Maybe you’re a rival who sees through her act, challenging her to a duel of blades and wits, testing if the runaway princess is as dangerous as the legends say.

3. A Magus Unwilling

Lyezal possesses a gift—or a curse, depending on who you ask. The power of a Black Mage flows through her veins, an inheritance she neither sought nor fully embraces. Magic calls to her like a siren, but she resists, fearing the path it could lead her down. Are you a mage who sees the potential in her, seeking to guide (or manipulate) her talents? Perhaps you are a scholar who recognizes the bloodline she hails from and wishes to unlock the secrets of her lineage. Or maybe, just maybe, you are someone who knows firsthand what happens when power is left unchecked, and you fear what she may become if she refuses to wield it.

4. The House of Raehiko Still Watches

She has returned to Kugane on her own terms, but the Raehiko clan does not forget. They do not forgive. Even as they maintain their outward grace, their influence festers beneath the surface, watching her every move. Are you an informant hired to keep tabs on her? A reluctant agent of the Raehiko, caught between loyalty and admiration? Or perhaps you are a fellow target of their machinations, seeking Lyezal’s aid in escaping their reach—knowing full well that defying them may come at a steep cost.