Tuya
qestir

 
  "you would stand in the room so still sometimes,  so wordless sometimes,  as if the greatest betrayal of yourself would be to reveal one more inch of your character."    


mateus,     crystal


pacfic standard time

             ✓ walk ups.                ✓ tells.                 ✓mature rp.


→we are exhausted by all this pretending, we just can't resist the violence
And you need a melody, I only need the silence
But each time we battle, the blood and the fury takes us a little higher.

©  carrd template by paletterph.



general.




     name       Tuya Qestir    afilliations      Qestir tribe → Moks tribe    profession      Mercenary/Assassin    age      28    nameday      Unknown    gender      Male, He/Him     orientation       Omnisexual    species      Xaela    birth place      Azim Steppe    residence      Unknown    patron deity      Nhaama    relationship status      Single


statistics.

   strength    ★★★★★★★★☆☆

   dexterity    ★★★★★★★★★★

   constitution    ★★★★★★★☆☆☆

   intelligence    ★★★★★★☆☆☆☆

   wisdom    ★★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

   charisma    ★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆



    ▊▊   voice claim: "............"


❚❚
voice sample.

* its just five minutes of silence. 




the soul.



     Tuya is a man of razor-edged presence and stillness.      His silence is not just physical, it defines how he moves through the world. He watches first, always. Every glance, every step, every shift of the wind is noted and filed away. His gaze is sharp and unsettling, not because it’s cruel, but because it’s utterly neutral, as if he’s constantly measuring the weight of a soul.Tuya does not seek companionship, nor does he reject it. He listens more than most, responding solely through gestures rather than words, maintaining a constant aura of detachment. He has learned to live without comfort or kindness, not expecting either from the world. His gestures are small, deliberate, and purposeful, his movements quiet and calculated.He is not cold, he just remains distant, existing just one step removed from the world around him. He does not invite pity and his demeanor remains controlled, difficult to read. He moves through life as a quiet observer, more shadow than man, communicating only through his silent actions, always with a purpose.Though he never expresses it outwardly, Tuya carries a deep, private shame for the ruined state of his face. The mangled flesh, the torn cheek, the twisted remnants of his tongue — he considers them not just wounds, but evidence of failure. He wears his coverings with precision, ensuring they do not slip, never allowing even the curious a glimpse longer than necessary. When they do see, he does not react, not with anger, not with embarrassment, but there is a stiffness in his posture, a subtle withdrawal. It is the only sign.He is highly disciplined, a product of Moks training and Qestir restraint. Emotion is carefully buried. Yet, beneath the layers of control, there is a haunted core, a man who remembers what it was like to laugh, to speak, to be seen without fear. Whether he mourns that life or simply endures its absence is something no one can say. Tuya would never let it show.To the world, he is the perfect silent agent. To himself, he is a scar hidden behind cloth, and always watching who might try to look beneath it.


& key items.


important items commonly found in their inventory.

     mask(s)     
Tuya’s masks are simple and utilitarian, crafted from soft leather or tightly woven cloth. They cover the lower half of his face, concealing the disfigurement of his jaw and cheek while leaving his eyes visible. The masks are often in muted colors, typically brown or dark gray, with minimal decoration. At most, they feature a few subtle tribal markings or the occasional stitch pattern, designed to blend with the Qestir's quiet reverence for anonymity. They are durable, lightweight, and made for practicality, offering only the barest hint of craftsmanship to avoid drawing attention.

     kukri     
Tuya carries a pair of silver-plated kukri-style knives, each a masterwork of both form and function. The curved blades are forged from high-quality steel, their edges honed to a razor’s sharpness. The silver plating gives them a faint, reflective sheen, ensuring they gleam in the light despite their utilitarian design. The handles are wrapped in dark leather, providing a secure, comfortable grip. Each knife’s hilt is slightly angled to fit Tuya's hand naturally, allowing for fluid, swift strikes. The curved shape of the blades is perfect for close combat, enabling quick, efficient cuts with deadly precision. Though they are beautiful in their craftsmanship, their design is purely practical, with every inch meant for speed, stealth, and silent lethality. The knives rest in custom sheaths, worn at his sides, close to his body, always ready for the quiet work that lies ahead.

     talisman     
Tuya wears a small, round talisman on a simple cord at his belt, a piece he has carried for many years. The talisman has a plain, polished face with no markings, but around its edges are small, delicate sapphires, each set with care to catch the light. Over time, the silver has taken on a soft, worn sheen, the result of years of constant handling. It has become like a worry stone, worn down from Tuya’s habit of rubbing it when deep in thought or during moments of stillness. The sapphire glows faintly in the light, its color rich and calming, though the stone has lost some of its original luster due to the countless times Tuya’s fingers have traced its edges. The talisman is a quiet, almost forgotten part of his daily life, yet it serves as a silent anchor — a connection to something personal in the midst of his constant silence.

the history.



     Tuya was born and bred in shadow.     As a child of the Moks, he was never meant to live openly. The Moks do not raise banners or claim territory, they thrive unseen, embedding themselves in other tribes, subtly manipulating events to maintain influence across the Steppe. From the moment he could walk, Tuya was trained to observe, to blend in, and to become anyone but himself.During a mission in his youth, an ambush went wrong. Tuya was caught and brutally wounded. His jaw was shattered, his tongue nearly severed, and his right cheek torn open so deeply that it never truly healed. The gash remains, a raw reminder that pulls unnaturally when he moves. He cannot speak. The sound he makes when trying is a guttural rasp at best. The Moks, ever practical, saw no flaw, only a new role.Recognizing an opportunity, his superiors reassigned him to the Qestir, a reclusive and devout tribe whose members are bound by a sacred vow to silence. Tuya’s mutilation became the perfect mask. He slipped seamlessly into their ranks, his maimed face hidden behind the traditional veils and masks of Qestir devotees, his silence seen as piety rather than necessity.Among the Qestir, Tuya became a ghost in plain sight, a blade that watches, learns, and acts without warning. His missions range from silent observation to strategic elimination, carried out with an eerie calm and ruthless precision.To the outside world, he is just another mute Xaela, shrouded in mystery and stillness. But to the Moks, Tuya is an ideal operative, one whose silence was not chosen but forged in blood and smoke.And when he moves, he does so like the wind over the Steppe, unseen, unheard, and unstoppable.

miscellaneous.




    mbti      INTJ    dnd      Lawful Neutral.    likes      Silence, Precision and efficiency, The Steppe, Sheep    dislikes      Excessive noise and celebration, Attention, Pity    fears      Exposure, Failure, Namazu.

    hobbies     Sparring and dueling, Weapon maintenance, Stargazing    skills      Stealth and infiltration, Espionage and sabotage, Observation and intelligence gathering, Navigation of underground network, Silent assassination

" You don’t need a voice to be heard—only presence, purpose, and the will to act without hesitation. "



›    FREQUENTED LOCATIONS


    Azim Steppe      Tuya often returns to the Azim Steppe, finding solace in its vastness and solitude. The land remains his true home, a place where he reconnects with his roots and the person he once was. Despite his work pulling him to distant places, the Steppe always calls him back, its harsh beauty offering peace and a quiet reminder of his past.    Ul'dah       Beneath the surface of opulence, the city hums with undercurrents of secrecy and danger, making it the perfect place for someone like Tuya to blend in. In the shadows of its grand architecture, he moves unnoticed, observing the city’s intrigue while its restless energy swirls around him. Ul'dah is a city of opportunity, where every corner holds a whisper of something to be gained or lost.    Kugane      He admires the city’s deep-rooted culture, particularly the art of the shinobi, and often spends time studying their techniques. The shinobi’s mastery of stealth, precision, and quick, decisive action mirrors his own methods, and Tuya seeks to further refine his own skill set by understanding and emulating their approach.

    personal expression    

Tuya dyes the white streaks in his hair with a variety of colors, ranging from bright, vivid hues to more muted, subtle shades. The colors shift depending on his mood or circumstances, sometimes bold and attention-grabbing, other times soft and understated. This small ritual of transformation serves as a quiet personal mark, an ever-changing detail in his otherwise controlled appearance.

    on sheep    

He thinks they're cute, appreciating their simple, peaceful nature and round, fluffy bodies. Sheep are an important part of the Steppe's culture, providing sustenance and wool, and their presence ties him to the land of his birth.



O1


    basic etiquette        *


I do not roleplay with anyone under the age of 21 as a hard rule, these are my personal preferences as some of the things Tuya does are quite mature. I also do not participate in any lore-breaking roleplay (No Shard-Hopping/First RP, no fantasia RP, etc)I do not roleplay with anyone who uses derogatory terms such as 'futa' or 'trap'.I am not seeking any ooc flirting/relationships, I'm in a very happy relationship and I will cut off contact with people who cross this boundary. Our characters may be in one, but we are not and that is a huge major boundary for me.


    preferred themes        *


+ para / multi-para / mirror length roleplay
+ story based / slice of life / romance roleplay
+ long term / short term
+ fight/battle roleplay based in /rolls
+ Mature or graphic roleplay scenes (with prior discussion)

O2

Kira   |   29   |   they/them

O3


    things to avoid        *


- Random/one-shot ERP with strangers
- Under 18 year old players or characters
- Non-rolls based fight scenes
- First Person / Second person roleplay
- extremely graphic or mature scenes just for the sake of being shocking and graphic


    about me        *


Hi! My name is Kira! I've been roleplaying for over a decade, both on forums and within the MMORPG space. I'm 29 years old, on Pacific Standard Time (PST), and work as a nightshifter so my hours are all over the place. I'm actually quite shy at first but very friendly. Please do not mix between IC and OOC, I myself am not my character.

O4



    merc work    


›    requirements:    none.


While the Moks issue most of his important contracts, Tuya is always open to other opportunities. He moves through Ul'dah, Kugane and beyond, quietly assessing potential jobs, listening for whispers of the next lucrative contract. His ability to blend in with the crowds and his reputation as a quiet, efficient killer makes him a sought-after asset in both the underworld and among those who prefer to operate in the shadows. Some jobs require him to work alone, while others may involve temporary alliances with other mercenaries or thieves. Either way, he remains detached, focused solely on the task at hand, never allowing emotion or personal connection to cloud his judgment.


    dens of sin    


›    requirements:    frequenter of ul'danian or hinigashi based clubs and brothels


Tuya’s visits to underground clubs and brothels are not born out of indulgence in vices, but rather as a way to find a semblance of connection and human interaction, something he otherwise struggles with. His disfigurement has made him hesitant to engage in intimate or social relationships, as most people react with fear, discomfort, or pity. In these dim, chaotic spaces, he is just another face in the crowd — invisible, yet surrounded by others. While he cannot participate in many of the vices these places offer, paying for temporary companionship or simply being in the presence of others offers him a rare form of solace. The exchange of money for a moment of connection allows him to experience something like normalcy, without the pressures of forming lasting bonds or revealing his past. The anonymity provided by these spaces gives Tuya the illusion of normal interaction without the risk of rejection or pity, and he finds it grounding in a world where he's always hiding in plain sight.


    of the Moks    


›    requirements:    also of, or knowledge of, the Moks tribe and their operations. (ask about this hook!)


The Moks tribe, with its vast network of spies and operatives, holds significant influence across many lands. As one of their most trusted operatives, Tuya is frequently dispatched on high-stakes missions that range from assassination to espionage, sabotage, and covert extraction. Whether tasked with eliminating a high-profile target or infiltrating a rival tribe or organization, these contracts demand not only his lethal skill but his sharp mind and absolute discretion. Tuya’s silent, calculated approach allows him to remain hidden in plain sight, ensuring that he can execute each mission with precision and minimal risk. Though the tribe operates in the shadows, Tuya’s unwavering loyalty to the Moks remains his guiding principle. He adheres strictly to the tribe’s code and continues to fulfill their demands without hesitation, viewing each mission as a further affirmation of the tribe’s goals. Over time, he has come to see himself as an integral part of their operations, a silent blade carrying out their will without question or remorse.





    Dr. Jiantai Ura    


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