"Tis your birth and faith that wrong you... not I."
--Delita Heiral (Final Fantasy Tactics)
BASICS
NAME: Delita ( Del only to close friends)
GENDER: Male ( AMAB)
PRONOUNS: He/Him/His
ORIENTATION: Demiromantic Demisexual
BIRTHDATE: Late Fall 2752
AGE: 24 Turns as of Late Summer 2777
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION: Dragonrider [Bronze]
WING: Nocturne (eventually)
APPEARANCE
EYES: Chocolate Brown
HAIR: Cinnamon Brown
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 6'4" | Muscular
PLAY-BY: Delita Heiral (Final Fantasy XIV)
EXPY SOURCE: Delita Heiral (Final Fantasy Tactics)
FULL APPEARANCE:
Delita is a fairly attractive young man ( or so he has been told) with short cinnamon brown hair that he keeps cut short and often slicked back so not to get in his way and piercing chocolate brown eyes that always seem to be silently judging anything he is looking at. He is long of leg, standing at an adult height of six feet and four inches and his frame is muscular and sturdy built. He often is seen wearing practical colors, though his knots are always center stage and he makes it a point to wear colors that make them stand out even more. Carrying himself with a haughty grace and gait, he strives to be the handsome hero that Harper stories often like to talk about.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
Delita is a man to whom ideals and honor matter... HIS ideals. He views himself as noble, kind and brave and not afraid to face anything thrown his way. However, he is a man who stands by the tenant of the ends justify the means and do whatever it takes. At times, this has caused him to make poor choices, allowing himself to be manipulated in the past by someone who he deeply trusted and thus trust is also something that has to be earned with him and its not easy. Being a bronze rider only strengthened his resolve to enforce his lofty ideals on others, believing that as a bronze rider, he needed to be a shining example of perfection for others.
However, he is far from a noble ideal, resorting to lies, manipulation and dropping false rumors at times if it gets him what he wants and his goals achieved. He is also very reckless and zealous, thinking this as bravery by throwing himself into situations that could be very dangerous because he thinks he is "protecting" less riders from harm and its his duty. This condescending sort of attitude has won him ire from others and fewer friends. He does not see honestly why they are mad, he is doing what is good for them after all, they should be grateful for his and Hyralth's willingness to help them better themselves and avoid harm. Because that is what a hero should do and he is clearly the hero that Pern needs.
His egotistical views of himself and his demand for the respect he thinks he is allotted as a bronze rider has also won him less allies and even more difficult to work with, as he has a tendency to try to micromanage others into what he thinks is the best for them, with no regard for their wishes, capabilities or even having asked for his input.
He is also ridiculously protective of his younger sister Tietra, to the point he often will shadow her and make sure she isn't being taken advantage of, making what he deems the "wrong" type of friends and trying to enforce the ideas on her that she should only rely on him because no one else can be trusted. Her loss from his life currently has impacted him deeply and he often feels lost and without a purpose sometimes and will lose focus and let his mind drift.
Despite being difficult to work with due to his inflated perception of his own worth, deep deep down, he really does want the best for those precious few he trusts enough to call friends. He is capable of change and has a good heart, but change is never easy and he has yet to see a reason to even ponder such things. He is clearly not the issue, its others being at fault.
HISTORY
FAMILY:
Tiena (+21) | Mother | Glasscrafter (Estranged)
Delion (+25) | Father | Glasscrafter (Estranged)
Tietra (-9)| Sister | Unknown (Open Tie)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Single ( Good luck ever changing his mind)
BIRTHPLACE: Igen Weyr
HISTORY:
Delita was born as the first child and only son to a pair of glass crafters within the walls of Igen Weyr. He was a spirited and stubborn child, determined to do what he wanted and how he wanted to do it and as such, often was getting into shenanigans that landed him in trouble more times than he could count ( which was pretty high, thank you very much!). When he was nine years old, his parents brought a second child into the world, a daughter they named Tietra.
Delita was smitten from the moment that he first held his baby sister and being the best big brother in the world became his soul focus, he would do whatever he had to for Tietra. As he grew, he began to imagine himself as some grand dragon rider, fighting thread and protecting the weyr. Such lofty ideals did not align with what his parents wanted for him, intending on him taking over the family business when he was able. They had planned to put him into an apprenticeship but he vehemently refused and dug his heels in and this back and forth went on for a number of years and soured his relationship with his parents.
He felt they were trying to ruin his dreams and why did they not see he was destined for something greater than a silly glasscrafter. No, his destiny was on the back of a grand dragon and he also seen this as the best way to keep Tietra safe and nothing was going to change his mind.
He would get his wish the day after his fifteenth birthday when he was searched and he accepted immediately and went back to tell his parents, whom were not happy about it. This led to a dispute between himself and them and in the end, he chose candidacy over his parents wishes and cut contact with them, for if they did not support his destiny and dreams, he did not want them in his life. His sister, however, he continued to stay in touch with. His first two hatchings he was passed up but during a gold clutch a day after he turned 16, a golden egg turned out to have a bronze within and he chose Delita very quickly.
To say the lad was thrilled was an understatement, this was destiny and he would see it no other way that it was a sign he was to be the hero Pern needed. Hyralth was a patient and kind Bronze, unlike his rider, he was far more the rational and realistic one of the pair and often they would butt heads over Delita's illusions of grandeur and what the actual reality of things were.
Two years after he graduated and joined an adult wing, he fell for a lovely green rider and he thought she was the "love" of his life, as much as one could be as a rider. He was going above and beyond to please her and over time, she let him think she was interested. But that ended two turns later when she took one of their fellow wingmates as her weyrmate and the betrayal ( as he seen it) was intense. He felt sorrow, an ache like he had never felt and that gave way to anger and he immediately asked to change wings, with no desire to stay in the same wing with these backstabbers. After this, he vowed he would never allow himself to be fooled, manipulated and used again.
Throwing himself into his asperations harder than he ever had before, he let his rider work keep him from dwelling too deeply in his sorrow and rage. Hyralth attempted to soothe his rider and sometimes had to literally force him to take a breath and not kill himself with pushing himself so hard. He also was not fond of the way Delita was treating the other members of their wing, telling them what to do and acting as if he were on airs simply because he rode bronze and knew better.
It broke his dragon's heart to see him making this poor choices but he was loyal to his rider, even if deep down, the dragon did not like these choices. Delita's attitude continued to push away those precious few that still were in his court, on his side. When his best friend outright called him out one day, it was a harsh reality check that impacted Delita greatly and caused a ripple effect in his wing. Many of his wingmates began vocally voicing their disapproval of his attitude but he fired back he was doing what was best for them and eventually, he was left with just Hyralth gazing at him with a similar disapproval. But before he could dwell in the anger, he got a letter from his estranged parents, the first communication since he left to be a candidate that day.
The letter was brief, stating that Tietra had left home and they could not find where she went. This sent him into a tailspin of panic and he immediately got onto the back of Hyralth and decided he would go weyr to weyr to see if he could find her. He decided his first destination would be Fort but something went wrong during their between and next thing he knew, he was waking, injured alongside Hyralth in a strange land and none one knew him. Would Tietra be found here? What fate awaited them? Only time would tell. For the current moment, he intends to recover and decided to lend himself and Hyralth to Semaca and joined the Nocturne wing. His search for his sister in his spare time is ongoing. But a fresh start perhaps.. would be just what he needed. No one knew him here.. he could.. reinvent himself.
