Lore Compliance

Where does Zindelo fit in?

I often 'fill in the blanks' when it comes to Zindelo's lore. I avoid contradicting established lore wherever possible, and prefer to focus on areas of the lore/world-building that Square Enix have only touched on somewhat. Zindelo's culture and faith are a blend of my own Romani culture and the traditional Hinduism inspirations present in Thavnair. I like to roleplay with people of a similar train of thought - invent what you like, but endeavour to explain it within the existing setting.

Roleplay themes

what shall we craft together?

I'm quite open-minded when it comes to roleplay. I'm into long-term, lasting relationships or consequences. Mature or dark themes are fine within reason & sensibility - I don't particularly enjoy gore or extreme violence etc. without good cause. Any 'loss of control' scenarios eg mind control magic or anything of the sort is a no-go for me.

Romancing Zindelo

Not for the faint of heart.

I am open to the idea of roleplay romance when it comes to Zindelo, but it's not something I go into lightly or quickly. OOC discussions and understanding are vital - I am not looking to blur any lines. As such, I generally only consider romance with long-term friends or roleplay partners. I'm open to discussion, but if I don't know you well it's a 'see how it plays out' deal.

NSFW Disclaimer

here lies a slag.

If you already follow me on BSky you'll no doubt know that I do post NSFW content fairly regularly. Most of this stuff is fun, light-hearted and OOC. However, if you're someone who's particularly averse to adult content that's something for you to keep in mind, as I don't really tend to censor myself.

My availability

when & where am I?

• I'm based on Balmung (Crystal) and I'm UK-based (GMT/EST+5). I'm around most evenings and throughout the weekends, but due to work etc. I'm not often online extremely late Monday-Thursday. Keep that in mind as scheduling RP might be quite difficult if our schedules don't ever sync up.

Contact Info

Call me, beep me.

You can find me at:• BlueSky: Click here
• Discord: zindeloffxivMy public Mare Syncshell for (mostly) the Crystal gays:
• Syncshell ID: Zindelo
• Password: fennixfire

Zindelo Suryavah

⸻ A name chosen, and lived.

  Personality  zindelo speaks softly, but with intention - each word chosen like a step across sacred ground. he tends to take things literally, sometimes to the point of bafflement, and has been known to ask very serious questions about jokes. his calm nature and thoughtful pauses often get mistaken for wisdom. he does not rush to correct it.he's warm, strange, and stubborn in the kindest way. curious about everything, reverent without being rigid, and entirely sincere. he'll bow before fruit, meditate beside puddles, and ask if your metaphor is meant to be shared. eccentric? certainly. devout? deeply. difficult to forget? absolutely.

  AETHERIC OVERFLOW  

Zindelo’s aether replenishes continuously, shedding itself in slow, spiralling threads that drift from him like heat unwinding from stone. To those with aethersight, these currents appear faintly golden and loosely patterned, never flaring, never fully dispersing - a constant outward fall rather than a contained reserve.When that excess is not worked off through movement, prayer, or exertion, it accumulates. The threads thicken, the pressure beneath the skin grows uncomfortable, and the aether presses outward until it is spent. This is not instability, but surplus, managed through release rather than restraint.

  Appearance  zindelo moves with an unbothered, natural grace - like someone who trusts the ground to meet him every time. his body is a balance of discipline and delight, forged equally by devotional practice and his belief that indulgence is also divine. the result is a frame both muscular and soft - strong, thick, and curvy.his skin is usually warm with sunlight and slick with golden oil, glinting as he moves. loose layers wrap around him - breathable, flowing, and chosen more for comfort than coordination, though somehow it all works. his jewellery shifts with the day's purpose, and his expression often hovers between amused and entirely lost in thought.

Timeline

Faith

Zindelo did not grow up with gentle gods.His youth belonged to the cult of the Golden Flame, a devotion that demanded obedience, silence, and eventually his body itself. He was shaped to be a vessel rather than a man, taught that his thoughts were dangerous and his flesh was a debt. At twenty summers, when the Flame finally reached for him in full, he refused to be consumed. The searing, the fight, the escape - none of it left him unburned. Prayer tasted like smoke for years afterward.For a long time, faith was something he circled like a wound he was not ready to touch.He found his way back in a remote monastery, far from the reach of the fire that tried to claim him. He spent a decade there, training his body and rebuilding his inner world. The monks did not speak of the Golden Flame. They spoke instead of the Manusya, ancestors who had once walked the world as men and rose to godhood through the force of their lives: flawed, brilliant, capable of tenderness and terrible mistakes. Warriors and healers, wanderers and lovers, human first and divine after. Through them, he learned that divinity did not need to be feared. It could be lived toward.He does not kneel to the Manusya expecting perfection or punishment. He regards them as elder kin, sometimes stern, sometimes silent, always honest in ways the Flame never was. They do not erase his past. They remind him that he is not finished.His devotion lives quietly in the way he treats his own body as a vessel rather than an offering. Sometimes that means rubbing oil into tired muscles after training. Sometimes it is a bowed head before a simple meal, or a steadying breath when anger threatens to sharpen into cruelty. He refuses to turn another man’s pain into spectacle, and he never treats vulnerability as a debt. A man owes him nothing for being honest. These are prayers too, whether he names them or not.It lives in how he tends to others, too: their bodies treated as holy ground, their dignity guarded. In the brotherhood he forges, whether in quiet conversation or shared water and steam, he believes a man rediscovers the divine by seeing it reflected in another.The Manusya speak through him in small ways: a choice that feels guided, a moment of laughter before the dust can settle, a sense that he does not walk entirely alone. There are days when the Golden Flame still flickers at the edge of memory. On those days, faith is not certainty. It is returning, again and again, to something kinder than the fire that tried to take everything from him.Divinity, to Zindelo, is not a distant sky.
It is a path a man may walk, scarred and singed, but alive.

Devotion

the manasra walks not with doctrine, but with breath. zindelo’s path is one of daily reverence and joyful clarity, grounded in the worship of the manusya - divine beings who embody strength, wisdom, and presence. through sacred movement and practiced stillness, he seeks not transcendence, but embodiment. he offers himself to the divine with a grin, an open palm, and a readiness to meet every moment fully awake.

discipline

his training is rooted in repetition, devotion, and choice - not rigidity. he strikes without hesitation, stands without fear, and bows with intention. his body is both weapon and vessel, shaped by spiritual practice and softened again by indulgence - for he believes pleasure is no less sacred than pain. every motion holds memory - not of perfection, but of purpose.

  the suryaksha  
the soulstone of the manasra is known as the suryaksha - the sun-bound eye. golden and faceted, etched with mandalas, it refracts light as if remembering every hand that once held it. it carries no royal blessing, no academic recognition - only the memory of those who walked the path before him. it was not given by men, but revealed through devotion. the manusya remember - and that is enough.

statistics

strengths

zindelo walks in joy, not because life is easy, but because he has chosen reverence over resentment. his presence steadies the air around him. there is power in how he listens, and in how he moves without wasting a step. every breath he takes is an act of alignment.

vulnerabilities

he is earnest in a world that often isn't. joy makes him look simple, and silence makes him look lost - but he is neither. still, he struggles to translate what he knows in spirit into the language of systems, and not every room has room for him.

flaws

discipline makes him steady - but also stubborn. he forgets that not everyone walks with purpose, or sees the sacred in the same small things. he doesn’t always explain himself, and expects the world to catch up. he rarely notices when he’s overwhelmed until it’s too late.

Stance and strike

gesture and form

Ritual implements

suryaksha - the sun-bound eyea golden soulstone etched with mandalas, gifted to him through devotion rather than inheritance. it glows warm in his palm and thrums faintly when he speaks the names of the manusya. it is not his power, but his promise to keep walking the path.

woven cords of devotionsimple cords, hand-dyed with pigment and ash, tied each morning with ritual breath. each knot marks a vow - to act without cruelty, to move with intent, to never forget the body is sacred. they fray often, but he never replaces them - only repairs.

temple oilssandalwood oil, pressed from sacred bark and stirred in silence with dried herbs. the scent clings to his skin - warm, resinous, and unmistakably his. he applies it before battle, before prayer, and sometimes just to feel closer to the divine.

Rohan Kanbhru

⸻ He lifts me up

Rohan is Zindelo's boyfriend and partner - a bond defined by trust, physicality, and mutual presence rather than possession. Their relationship is intimate and enduring, but not exclusive; affection and desire are not treated as finite things, nor as debts owed. Where Zindelo walks closest to the Manusya, Rohan is one with a Mrga - instinctive, and unashamed of appetite or ferocity.He is the place Zindelo returns to without needing to explain himself.

August Valerian

⸻ Ad-venture Capitalist

• Carrd

A rebellious, charismatic thief and treasure hunter with a sharp blades and a sharper tongue. Zindelo's business partner and landlord of the Dawnwell, and an agent of the Silent Grove. His motivations are purely financial, though deep down a heart may in fact exist.

Bash Bloom

⸻ The Steadiest Man I Know

• carrd

Blossoming bard and co-owner of the Tidekeeper's rest. became fast friends with Zindelo over a busy bar counter. Bonding over their shared love of poetry and a quiet devotion to their respective faiths, it was very plain to see that Zindelo admired Bash from the get-go. When the time came for Zindelo to walk through the fires of his past, it was Bash he entrusted to look after his 'little prince', the hippo raja chotu.

Indra Rohan

⸻ My Oldest Friend

Indra is one of Zindelo's oldest and dearest friends. at times, they have drifted between friends and more, but recent developments have cemented this as a purely platonic, familial sort of love. Indra is a Handsaint, and followed Zindelo across the sea at his suggestion to become the official blacksmith of the Silent Grove. Zindelo views him as his connection to his home, his past, and his culture.

Clover Fyth

⸻ Clandestine Curator

• carrd

A seemingly innocent artist and conservator, She recruited Zindelo into the ranks of the Silent Grove, where she heads up a cell as one of its two watchers. Witty, inquisitive, and one of his most trusted confidants. Nosy to the end.

Rhuari maccrain

⸻ Block head

one of the Grove's two watchers. A favoured companion for sparring, drinking and most of all: eating. banter and comedic jabs between the two do well to disguise a deep trust and loyalty each hold for their brother in duty.

Red Suzuki

⸻ Kugane's watcher

• carrd

A quiet, stoic Doman who serves the Dawnwell with Zindelo. He seldom speaks, but when he does, the room holds its breath for him. Zindelo discreetly admires him across hallowed temple halls.

Teddy Outis

⸻ The man beneath the mask

A masked man who remembers nothing of his past. Zindelo's first recruit into the Silent Grove, and a firm friend. He carries not the weight of a troubled past, and Zindelo wishes to guide him to the truth he chooses.

Vilgar Erayasch

⸻ A Lion's heart

A kind soul with a good heart and a fierce loyalty, vilgar swiftly landed himself among those zindelo calls friends. Zindelo has quietly supported his efforts to establish himself, and offered him a handyman position at the dawnwell, doing odd jobs so that he could give Vilgar money without it being a loan.

Fairuza Marx

⸻ Enigma

• carrd

A veena who refuses to live by the laws and expectations others thrust upon her, Zindelo finds fairuza to be a truly interesting creature. She became a fast friend upon aligning herself with the Silent Grove, and one he rather enjoys spending time with.

Harry Oldman

⸻ What a Man

• carrd

Zindelo is modest about many things - his crush on Harry is not one of them. A partner to both rohan and bash, Zindelo met harry at the tidekeeper's rest, though he often frequents Harry's bar, Steamworks, when he can. Someone who so easily puts ZIndelo at ease is a rare thing to find.

Myron Linwood

⸻ My Gobbie Friend

• carrd

A curious hyur who talks in gobbiespeak, Zindelo met myron at the Tidekeeper's rest. Working hard to form a friendship* over their shared love of fruit, zindelo eventually learned from Myron that he cannot tackle every problem on his own.*Myron reserves the right to reject or revoke said friendship.

he chooses his clothing like he chooses his words - light, and never to hide. his chest is often bare by design, not for pride, but because the sun has seen all of him before. the henna across his skin marks rites. every line a bittersweet memory earned in breath and fire.

His hair was kept long and wild for many years, though recent events dictated he cut it short for the first time in a decade. His hair is naturally wavy, and a dark chestnut brown in colour.

Honey-coloured eyes hold no secrets - but they hold stories.

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Art by: Clover / Derps/ Curaja

zindelo's body is muscular, but not cut like a bodybuilder. he believes discipline and indulgence are both holy in equal measure, and his form reflects this. his body is almost always oiled - another part of his worship, and he wears various scents but there's always sandalwood present.

zindelo is primarily a top, although is more flexible on this for a romantic partner. Whichever role he plays, he's a generous lover. long, tantric sessions and intimacy are key - there's no pump and dump going on here. he's extremely flexible and capable of some interesting positions using his gymnastic abilities, and a lifetime of monastic training has resulted in a particularly sturdy body that's both strong and resilient.

 Front view                               Side view                                 Back view

his rear is no let-down either, sporting wide hips and thick, juicy and jiggly cheeks. he often struggles to find bottoms that fit well and has to have things tailored on a regular basis.

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