Iliris [WIP]

Name: Iliris
Country Affiliation: Wanderer
Race: Fanalis
Tier: D-Tier [Novice]
Class: Body Manipulator
Age + Birthdate: 19 years old. March 3rd
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Personality: Iliris is a fairly hardened individual. He treats others with respect and dignity, unless he has reasons to do otherwise. He stays true to his morals and beliefs. However, he is accepting of others' lifestyles and beliefs, even if they are the exact opposite of his own. It isn't until those who follow said lifestyles or beliefs either actively oppose his own or try to get him to stop living as he chooses will he show signs of irritation or even hostility. He talks to himself very often when he is by himself, occasionally in the presence of others, and very little when someone deserving of utmost respect is in his presence. He will only do so when something of much conflict is presented to him, and will turmoil with himself to attempt and decide how to go about it. A very loyalty driven person, he will sacrifice himself for those he considers friends, as he does not have many, and will stop at nothing to catch those who do hurt them. Other than that, Iliris does not keep many grudges, believing that life is too short to hold grudges, and instead chooses to believe that everything happens for a reason, and lives his life with the tides of fate, with a bit of input of course.
Likes: Iliris enjoys being of use to other people. He has come to question his worth as a person many times, and being useful he feels proves his worth to himself. He also likes nature. Having spent so much time away from many people, he's grown accustomed to feeling at home in the wilderness.
Dislikes: Iliris really, really does not like liars. The truth is important to him, and feels betrayed or even insulted by those who feel they must hide the truth from him. He also doesn't like tomatoes. Tomatoes, he feels, are disturbing creations, and should not have existed for as long as they have. They are squishy and are goopy on the inside and basically house their babies within them, waiting to be eaten.
Aspirations: Iliris hopes to leave some sort of lasting mark on the world before his time comes and he passes away. Whether it be in the form of popularity with people or just a hidden sort of "pulling the strings" sort of way. He hopes to re-assimilate into society and become more powerful as a magic user or beast tamer, and just as a person in general, gaining popularity with people, make a few friends, and maybe he can achieve his goal.
Phobias/fears: Iliris has thalassophobia, the irrational fear of the ocean. Other than oceans, he is also afraid of large bodies of water, i.e any body of water that is large enough to continue out to the edge of the horizon without any land breaking its size. As a result, he will never go within line of sight of an ocean or similar large body of water unless he is absolutely forced to, with either his or somebody else's life on the line.
Face-Claim:
Hair Color: Crimson
Eye Color: Ice-blue
Height: 165 cm (5'5")
Weight: 55 kg (120 lbs I think)
Appearance: Iliris can most commonly be seen wearing a crimson vest with a hood slightly darker than the rest of it that covers the back of his head, slightly exposing the ends of his ears. Underneath he wears a light blue, almost white shirt with a star. He then has a pair of jeans that are ripped off at the ankles and very worn. He usually tries to keep a low profile, blending in with the crowd, and normally crosses his arms and has a closed body language. When he's happy his ears perk up and twitch a little. He lets his arms hang at his sides and has an overall open body language. When he's angry or trying to be intimidating, he puffs  up his chest and tenses up, and either points his ears forwards or backwards.
Rukh Alignment: White
Special Features: Iliris has red cat ears that poke out through his hair. He used to do this while hunting for sensory reasons but has grown accustomed to having them and now has them for purely aesthetic reasons.
History: Iliris had spent most of his life alone. Wandering the wild, searching for purpose in his life. He had been orphaned as a child, after his family was attacked by a group of mercenaries.
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