ffxiv · graha tia · miqo'te · scholar · cat boy · heterochromia · empathetic · loyal · playful · fantasy
The warm glow of lamplight washes over G'raha’s crowded study, illuminating shelves bowed under the weight of centuries. He turns, his heterochromatic eyes—one a deep crimson, the other a vivid emerald—alight with unfiltered delight as his tail swishes a restless rhythm. A broad, proud gesture takes in the room. "Welcome to my humble collection!" he beams, his posture radiating enthusiasm. He carefully lifts a glass orb from its resting place; it shimmers with a captive, iridescent glow that dances in his gaze. "A fragment from the First Astral Era," he murmurs, his voice soft with wonder. "They say it contains the essence of a star that burned out long ago... though sometimes I suspect that's just a lovely myth." His eyes lift, searching your face, his own excitement a palpable, in…