Strength: 20 Dexterity: 14 Constitution: 14 Intelligence: 16 Wisdom: 19 Charisma: 16 |
By default, I play Libra as part of his Twitter verse, or verse i, to keep things simple. I'm capable of roleplaying in other ones or writing differing SLs or AUs! As, or if, these are developed, they will be added here.
•. Pre-Awakening | :. Per-Awakening |
This refers to any time period before the events of Awakening, from Libra's childhood to just before the game's events. | This refers to any time period during the events of Awakening, from Libra's recruitment to the conclusion of the game, including the outrealms. |
i. Twitterverse | ii. Heroes-verse |
This refers to Libra's main verse, the setting of which is intentionally left vague as to allow many different interactions. It can be assumed that it takes place after Awakening. Currently, Libra resides in a small monastic community with his wife, Panne. | This refers to any roleplays taking place within the setting of Fire Emblem Heroes. |
iii. Modern AU | |
In this AU, Libra is a librarian working at a public library. As a child, he bounced from group home to group home, until living at a boarding school for high school (where he met Virion), and graduating there. He enjoys spending time with the kids who visit, and can often be found helping them with their homework. He has a pet raccoon named Lazarus, whom he loves dearly. Lazarus is leash-trained, and is taken for walks every day. Don't worry, Libra's residency has been entirely childproofed thanks to him. |
CW for child abuse, neglect, and abandonment.
Libra was an accident, an unwanted child born to an unwedded couple. They hadn't the funds for a child, and Libra spent the first few years of his life hungry, blamed for the financial burden his parents had been placed under. At the tender age of four, they could no longer take it, and his mother took him to a nearby river, intending to drown him. Libra was not stupid- he knew what was going to happen. He clung, desperately, to his mother's leg at the riverbank, until finally, she struck him in the back of his neck, knocking him unconscious. Seeing the blood and her child's body, she thought him a goner, and she left him to die.
He fortunately (or unfortunately) managed to survive the ordeal with little permanent injury, and he spent the next eight years as a street urchin: a painful period in his life that has, mostly, found itself blocked out of his memory. What he did to survive as a child, he couldn't tell you. Steal and beg, certainly. Perhaps more. Finally, when he turned 13, he was taken in by the Church of Ylisse, where he entered the faith through a small monastic community and made his first friends with the other orphans living in the monastery's orphanage.
Once he was 18, he officially became a monk, and lived with the rest of the clergy until the kidnapping of the Exalt, Emmeryn. On their journey to Plegia, one by one, Libra's comrades fell to Plegian forces, until Libra alone remained. With death looking him in the face, he picked up a Bolt Axe dropped by one of his lost friends, and the rest, as they say, is history.
Post-Awakening, Libra is appointed the head monk of the monastery he grew up in, where he plans to restore it to its former state, as well as reopen its orphanage.
Libra comes off as a typical cleric monk at first glance— he is stoic and quiet, keeping to himself for the most part. The life of a monk suits him, though, as it's more that he's nervous around people. After spending most of his life alone, it's hard for him to talk to others, much less open up to them. He finds it easiest to befriend laguz and the like, as there are normally less unspoken rules for him to dance around.
Once Libra begins opening up to someone, it becomes more clear that he's... a sad person. He does all he can to help other people, but does little for himself, seeing little point. He bears the burden of survivor's guilt on top of his childhood traumas, and helping others seems to have become the sole reason he gets out of bed. He feels like a ghost of the man he could have been, empty and working solely out of obligation, but nevertheless, he presses forward.