in his youth, he'd been gifted the name coeli.born to a deeply religious and nomadic clan of viera that came to settle deep in the heart of the golmore jungle after leaving the xak tural long ago, coeli had initially been originally heir to the clan's spiritual sect.at the time, the sect was ruled by his mother, a woman by the name of arjm riihs. her first born in the long century since she'd taken the seat of leader, a lot was placed on his shoulders despite having an incredibly weak constitution upon his birth.between the fates having a laugh, and his presentation being in conflict with the rules of his clan, coeli soon came to accept his new life as wood warder. and there he'd have stayed, were it not for the horrors of the empire traversing the jungle, and while they did not win, his clan did not escape unscathed.amidst blood and horror, his echo would manifest. and as his clan would begin to pick up the pieces, something would call to him. bidding he leave home behind, there was more work to be done.adopting the name elia after departing from his home, he'd begin his worldly travels in search of knowledge and answers. and that's where one might find him now.(the full details have been omitted for those who want to learn his backstory naturally, anyone else may click below.)

• The Whispering Ward

the whispering ward:- this is what they're called by neighbors and adventurers alike, gifted to them shortly after their arrival.- once nomadic, the exact time of their arrival to golmore has been lost to time. with so few in their number still alive to recount that time period, they've settled well within the jungle itself. tucked deeper than most dare venture.the clan is split into two subgroups, with anyone not belonging to either being referred to as the general populous- the first group is known as the cultural & religious sect, tasked with keeping record of their history, language and customs. this group is headed by a leader chosen by the current council of elders through a series of tests. once picked, each leader passes their spot onto their offspring until no heir is born and a new line needs to be discerned and chosen. the selection process for this sect is rigorous, involving a high aptitude for magicks, divination, as well as a keen sense for aether and the land itself.currently, the line occupying the seat of Seer is of the last name "Riihs"- the second group is the martial sect. these viera are known specifically for their training in the art of war, hunting, and survival tactics. there is no true selection process within this sect, considering members can come and go as they please depending on how adept they are physically. this sect does have a leader, however, and should the leader have kits, most would expect her kits to fall under the same umbrella.so while they're a lot less rigorous than the first group, those with little martial prowess are often quick to bow out.- anyone not belonging to either sect is known as the general populous and this group consists of most of the clan itself.religious systems, core beliefs- they've a deep connection to the wood, and most members can sense and even feel minor changes in aether. noticeable is their understanding of nature itself, as each views the world they interact with as all sentient and all living. the more spiritual among them are said to be able to commune with the spirits of the earth themselves.- there is a strong belief among their members that the truest self is ever changing. as such, while they do observe the seperation of men and women, members whose identification changes or fall under different categories are able to adjust their positions within the clan accordingly should they wish. (although this might feel too late for some members.)- the name 'the whispering ward' is a somewhat a misnomer. voices are considered a form of expression unique to each person, and as such, song is considered the most powerful form of devotion one can show. be it celebrations when the men return for their courtships, joyful reunions with old friends, or the loss of a loved one, members of this clan rely on their voices to showcase the depth of their faith, pain and love. sometimes, members will pick partners based on the quality of their voice.it's due to this dedication to voice and song that some might say there's a fourth, smaller subgroup within the clan itself known as "Songweavers". While the title is official, the members of that group have no strict allegience with any sect, instead prioritizing the overall connection between themselves, the clan itself and the land they live on. Songweavers are gifted the title by the Council of Elders, and are often at the front of all festivals, rituals as well as any occasion or celebration. Be it the return of the men during spring, or loss of life, they're always present, and they're always lending their voice to the spirits.the highest ranking member among them is currently known as "yvie", whom has sired a fair few kits in his long two centuries, coeli riihs being one of them.due to the depth of their forest home, neighboring clans or travelers might confusing their music and song for the whispers of spirits or beastkin.Notes:- beyond the differences already stated between cultural and martial subgroups, the most cavernous is the treatment of the members. where the martial sect is rather free, there is a distinct rigor to the customs of the other. while members are able to be born into the group or try and apply in their adulthood, they generally keep to themselves and interact only among themselves.after all, to dedicate oneself to represent their customs is to dedicate themselves in body, mind and spirit. it's only then that, after a series of tests involving aptitude and spiritual awareness, that fully realized members are given a string blessed by the elders. each string is dyed a deep red, and the length is determined by the depth of power the person holds. the longest threads are often held by the Seer and her kin, but this is not exclusive.Each member is meant to live and die with their thread, and must wear it on their person until the end of their days. (exceptions are made for baths, please take it off for bath time.)

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nice to meet you, some small rules:

- i'm 29, i'll write NSFW themes, i only ask you be of age.- i'm always happy to plot things out! either in tells or discord is available upon request.- i do multiship with this character, if you're not alright with that then that's ok! i don't just write for pairs!- elia and i are entirely seperate people. his actions and feelings do not reflect my own. if there's any concern or discomfort please let me know.at the end of the day, RP is a form of escapism. i love meeting new people and i hope i can provide some form of entertainment to your day. thanks so much for reading. <3

His mother's name was arjm riihs.she was the spiritual leader of a clan of viera known as the whispering ward [?]their immediate origins unknown to other members of their kind, they came to settle in the depths of the golmore jungle long before elia and even arjm's birth. where they settled, they became known for their fervent worship of the spirits in the wood, developing a deep understanding of the elementals and the nature of the aether around them. their ensured prosperity only drove them to become even more reverant in their teachings. all life is sacred, and all things are one.but this did not mean they were without their warriors. unique religious beliefs aside, the whispering ward also practice the green word and respect the seperation of men and women as do most viera clans.arjm brought respect onto herself and the members of her council, her seat especially coveted since it'd been in her family for centuries. her mother had her, and her grandmother had her mother, ensuring a long line of women, all considered blessed. shown in their almost white hair and long tails. she was the first to have troubles in bringing forth an heir, however.when she finally had, she'd lived for two centuries. and the child she'd bring into this world would be one that other members of her committee would find lacking. unlike all previous leaders, who'd all been born during the light of the sixth astral moon, this one would be born under the fifth. just as strangely, where brown eyes should have been, there were blue.frail in birth, this child would come to be known as coeli riihs, and their birth would mark what most would consider to be the end of this fruitful portion of their lives.the day he'd present as male was a day of reckoning for arjm, who'd already grown frustrated with her child's incessant desire to wander off. along with his weak constitution, his aether seemed convoluted, warped. as if something else existed alongside it.(little did she know, something did.*)while he may have had a strong sense for the more spiritual elements of their lifestyle, despite learning their rituals and adhering to them as dutifully as he could. coeli would need to leave. all boys need to. and arjm had wasted her time on one, weakening the seat of her influence, no matter how much propserity may have existed beneath her tutilege before. without realizing it, or perhaps, through willfull ignorance, she'd ceased her attentions. coeli wouldn't be able to leave until the men came back during the spring as they always did, but by all accounts even before that, he'd been effectively abandoned.by spring, Coeli--and the only other kit to present male in his village, Ruuj--would be scooped up by an elder wood warder. to be taken and trained, raised to become wood warders themselves, proven they could even survive the trials.survive and thrive they did, the two of them picking up archery as a means to fight. the life of a viera man is portrayed as solitary, but ruuj and coeli stuck together as much as they could, keeping warm, and keeping their village safe however they could. the two would adopt new surnames together, djt-nong and djt-gilda, upon their addition to the twelve representatives on the eve of the garlean threat they'd begun hearing murmurs about from the wood itself.the two would stick close, that is, until ruuj parts with coeli in search of his calling some time later. not content to sit around and wait for horror to come to him, ruuj would go and find it himself, and stop it. coeli, despite his fear of solitutde after his mother turned her back on him, would impart on ruuj something to keep him safe. they'd meet again, surely, but for now, coeli would stay.dedicated, he and the others would guard the nest of the whispering ward until the day machina would find it.- tbc later