Hiakerie, the Keeper of Memories

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(Made by- me :3)

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"

Oh ashes, ashes, dust to dust

"

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Birthday (Found on)- 13th of Firstide

Age- Approx. 29

Zodiac- Duel

Race- Arsa Sidhe

Pronouns- They/Them

Gender- Non-Binary

"

They’ve forgotten, they’ve forgotten. I do not want to see.

"

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Appearance:

Hiakerie stands around six feet, with a long winding deep blue hair, a strain running down past their waist. They wear a mask of brass and tin on the right side of their face, well worn from use, with faded scars lining it's edge. Their skin is a deep shade of indigo, complemented by a pair of eyes- one faded and gray from a lay long past, the other alight with a golden spark. They cut a androgynous and lean, almost emancipated figure- only masked by the flowing robes of red and orange that accompany them each day, as well as a silk cloth that runs over their arm. They bear a great many bags on the average day, and hold a well weathered weapon that rarely, if ever, exits it's sheath.

"

It's okay to stand aside
Let the world pass you by
Things can change
On a dime
You might not prepare in time
For the speed
Of consequence
To plow into your radiant guise

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Personality:

Hiakerie is a distant spirit, and at times can appear as if they are only bound to the world by a thin thread. They are ever passive, more prone to observing the world then truly changing it's course. Only when a speck of confidence forms in their heart will they truly feel ready to act. In all, Friendship is a rare thing, but there is no swifter way to burrow through their layers of hesitancy than nuggets of knowledge, which swiftly find themselves rendered unto page and parchment.