Echoes of Cetra

An independent, Original Cetran Character called _TARAN WARDEN_ from Final Fantasy VII. As written by ᎠմąӀìʂէìçⱮօօղ.𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓬𝓻𝓪𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐄 of @spellboundedits

_IC vs. OOC –_ All posts are in-character unless marked with /. My DMs are open for OOC chats and plotting._Drama –_ Drama of any kind won't be tolerated. If I see you reposting drama, cancelling people or dogpiling its an instant removal. However, this does not mean I support illegal material. If I see such content I will be blocking instantly!

_Preferred Style –_ I’m a literate writer who enjoys in-depth storylines, but banter is always welcome. Just don’t godmod, metagame, or force actions on my character._Content & Themes –_ While Final Fantasy VII (original & remake) isn’t the darkest game, my portrayal may explore mature themes. However, no explicit NSFW on the timeline._Shipping & IC Dynamics –_ Platonic ships are welcome; romantic ships must be earned. Taran is homosexual and doesn’t trust easily, so expect a slow burn. Smut is only written after proper development. I am 40+ years old. Also for the meantime Taran is going to be Multiship for now.

_Interactions & Boundaries –_ Be respectful. I don’t mind random DMs to say hello or discuss plotting, but please be patient and don’t spam._Crossovers & OCs –_ My focus is FFVII Remake/Rebirth continuity with my own headcanons. FFVII OCs are welcome, and crossovers are possible within reason. Feel free to share your lore and backstories._Final Note –_ Don’t hesitate to reach out, and most importantly, have fun. Taran may be an angry Cetran brawler, but he doesn’t bite… hard ;D_Extra Note –_ I am not the Real Brant Daughtery. This account is for Roleplay purposes and no money is made off it!

Basics

Family

Traits

Appearance

APPEARANCE

Taran stands tall at six feet, his body toned, and lean with an athletic build due to his active lifestyle and due to his training in Zangan Style Martial Arts. He has carefully groomed short dusky brown hair that frames his angular facial features, and sports a usually well groomed beard that becomes a bit more wilder when he spends too much time out in the wilds. However his most notable feature is his eyes. They are a vibrant green akin to the wisdom that infuses the Lifestream. Almost like secrets whispered in the lifeblood of the planet. His gaze is often hard, guarded and piercing, it only softens for a few.As for his garb, he dresses lightly. His athletic body peeking through what he wears as he values movement. He wears tightly fitting martial art themed garb with his arms left bare with the exception of gloves that act as a secondary weapon. Yet he has some protection from the elements… not that it is effective. He often wears a tattered cloak with intricate patterns and symbols that would mean nothing to the uneducated. It is more a sentimental thing as it was his fathers. Finally, while his movements are noiseless he has several pouches that hang from his belt that sometimes jingle with the relics he has collected over the years.

Personality

At a glance, the Cetran White-Monk seems like he is in constant introspection, though with hard and cold edges. His manner of being shows signs of confidence born of his experiences. Yet he is a lone wolf, having very few he trusts. This stems from his early childhood, for he witnessed the aftermath of his Aunt Ilfana and Cousin Aerith being stolen away.While he seems reserved he is actually a ticking cold time bomb that seethes with anger. Once again this stems from his experiences and it does not help that he can literally hear, and feel the planet's pain and distress. Yet those few he calls family or friends will find no better a guardian as he is fiercely determined to protect those he has left. Yet he is not some brooding dumb brute, he actually has somewhat of an education… thanks to his father Emyrs and even his own… self taught studies from venturing into unknown crypts, and epitaphs of Cetran origins. That being said, he considers himself one of the last pure-blooded Cetra. This explains his distrust of the common people and even his pure unadulterated hate for Shinra.

Background

It was Twenty-seven years ago, in the heart of the ruined epitaph of Cetran Civilization, where Taran was born into the world. He never knew his mother, Briallen as she returned to the planet after she bore Taran onto the Planet. He was raised by his Father; Emyrs Warden and his Fathers Sister Ilfana Warden. Ilfana was the closest thing he had to a mother and it was a quiet existence amongst the ruins of the last bastion of what was Cetran Civilization.Yet there came a day where his Aunt met Gast Faremis. A professor from Shinra Inc. who was very much interested in Cetran knowledge and history. This led to Taran spending time at Icicle Inn, alot. He learnt that he was different and other children did not want to play with someone strange like him. Perhaps this was because he could speak to an imaginary friend who actually was the Planet. Not that he awoke to his Cetran legacy til he was a little older.Yet his life changed when he was around five. His Aunt fell in love with the open minded professor and they had Aerith his new born cousin and thus Ilfana became Ilfana Faremis. He remembers the time he first held Aerith’s tiny form and it was like in an instant little one had him whipped and wrapped around her tiny fingers. Yet all good things came to an end. Taran was with his father in the Forgotten Capital when it happened. His Aunt, and Cousin were stolen away and his uncle murdered in cold blood.This was the catalyst that awoke his powers as a Cetra as he felt the moment Gast returned to the planet. Due to his father feeling the Northern Continent was no longer a safe haven Taran was whisked away. They settled on the distant outskirts of the jungles of Gongaga. Once again amongst the ruins that were of another form of Cetran Civilization.The people of Gongaga were welcoming but Taran, still a small child, found it hard to open up. Yet his father endured with Cetran spirit and used his knowledge to effect as a healer. Despite the attempts of some of the younger boisterous children of Gongaga (including a spiky black haired one) he remained aloof. For the next eight years he remained that way and sadly during those years his heart was shocked by the feeling of his Aunt returning to the Planet. He refused to believe it, and thus he went into denial about it. Vowing one day to find his lost family members. Until he met Master Rashard Zangan and the disastrous leg event. He was intrigued by the older man’s martial arts and despite the awkwardness of an older man feeling up the legs of an awkward teen barely aware of his preference for men (Rashard meant no harm). It eventually led to his training and eventual adaptation of Zangan Style as he became one of Master Zangans Students or Disciples if you will. Rashard was the first non Cetra to gain Taran’s trust, not that Taran ever told Master Zangan of his secret but it would not surprise Taran if his Master knew or suspected something. Regardless, old habits die hard.Eventually he started venturing out into the world as his Cetran Wanderlust started to rear its head, to hone his skills. Mostly when he delved into ruins of his people's past where he slowly collected a small collection that led to his travel pouches jingling from time to time. Yet once he was twenty-two he returned to Gongaga and this was the last time he saw his Master. They had a brief sparring match where his Master commented on his growth and the last he heard his Master was returning west to Nibelheim to check in on one of his more promising students.Regardless he always found time to return to Gongaga but when he was of the age of twenty-five. The Gongaga reactor exploded and his father was lost in the blast. Grief wracked his mind when he felt his father return to the planet. After a small lonely funeral outside of the small hut that had been his home did he depart. Finally determined to find his lost family. Eventually he would find the trail that led him east to the Eastern Continent and Midgar in his sights. But next time he would avoid a swamp on foot as he had a dent in his staff from surviving an encounter with a large serpent's very hard head.

Of Dust and Lifestream

Born beneath the Spires of the north - this forgotten soul seeks what he has lost

Of Dust and Lifestream is Taran’s main verse and can be presumed what most of my interactions take place in. He lived a sheltered life at first between the Forgotten Capital, and Icicle Inn before spending his largest chunk of his life in Gongaga. He is trained by Zangan and after loosing his father to the Gongagan Reactor exploding he sets out on a journey to find those who he lost years ago.

Withering Blooms

Oh twist of fate, stolen away unto a jungle of metal - does this bloom end in tragedy

Withering Blooms is Taran’s secondary verse and in this his and Aerith’s roles are swapped… mostly. In this Ifalna and her husband Professor Gast Faremis are alive and well. Some how they managed to allude Hojo and his shinra grunts. Yet Hojo did not leave empty handed, he found two pure Cetran specimens, a healer and his five-year-old son. Taran’s life in captivity and escape mirrors Aerith’s, he loses his father much like how Aerith lost Ifalna. In this timeline he is no longer Taran Warden… but Taran Gainsborough.

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