General Info

Likes: ice cream, snow, grapes and anything made with grapes, seeing people laugh
Dislikes: heat, whatever hurts his frrens
Alignment: Lawful neutral
Personality: Outgoing, loyal, natural comedian with a tragic past
(In the past however, he was a fearful recluse)

Preferred gearset: High steel scale fending
Preferred headgear: Valor crown or Creed wings

Backstory

Credit to my amazing friend Dani for writing most of Icy’s story! :D
(Check out their art, it’s exceptional! (+v+) )

As an ice sprite, Icy is a being feared by the locals. Roaming the lands of Coerthas Western Highlands after the calamity, he was only able to sate his curiosity about people from afar.
One day however, he approached a young Elezen man… who, contrary to his expectations, did fear the sprite initially but noticed its interest in the ways of mankind. From then on, the young Elezen cared for the sprite as his own, living in a home distant from the local village.

Years went by, and Icy clung all the more to his first and only Elezen friend. Icy would follow the young man around, fascinated by the daily chores and activities it’d only seen from a distance previously. Locals panicked initially, but Icy soon became “the oddity that doesn’t attack” - though no one approached it willingly, fearing for their lives in case they made the wrong move.
One day, the young man went about his business as usual… but his movements changed. His arms, which could previously haul several crates and barrels a day, turned to lead over the course of several hours. His legs went not where he wanted them, but followed the dizzying delusions of his mind ravaged by a heat that could melt snow in an instant.
Tolerating the pain no longer, the young man collapsed on his bed and lay there for several days.

This change in behaviour was unfamiliar to the sprite, and it made haste to dance around the local village and see if there would be any followers. Fortunately, there was one, a woman who had noticed that the young man hadn’t shown his face for a while.
She followed the sprite, and as soon as she opened the door, grew pale at the sight of the young man.
In the following days, several men and women entered and exited the house, attempting whatever treatment they could. However, it was futile - there was no obvious cure for the young man’s ailment. He was bedridden, a shadow of his former beaming, active self.
The sprite glimmered in its desperation, watching the young man’s condition deteriorate. In a moment of consciousness, he whispered, “Everything will be alright”, and drifted off to sleep once more. The sprite glimmered again, unsure of what to make of the situation, aside from watch over him. Every day when the young man’s face contorted with anguish from the heat and pain, the sprite would cool his head with magic, and the young man would sleep peacefully once again.

One morning however, there was a change that Icy knew all too well.
There was no tossing and turning in the young man’s sleep, no reaction to the sprite’s cautious touch, and his body had grown cold. He had passed on in his sleep.
Glimmering in the darkest light it could since its inception, the sprite grieved the loss of its one and only friend. Howling like a ghastly wind, several hours went by until nightfall.

The sprite approached the young man, and the faint light grew brighter and brighter, engulfing the home. From that blinding brilliance emerged a young Elezen man, much like his friend, with silky white hair, ice blue eyes, and distinct purple facial markings. Thus was Icy the Elezen born.
Hearing a commotion outside from the local villagers curious about the light, Icy hastily wore his old friend’s clothing and swiftly made his escape, albeit clumsily in his new form.

From then on, Icy explored the great and wide world of Eorzea, recognised only by his fellow sprite kin.

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