Rizu Callyn
Nickname(s): Rizz
Age: 28
Gender/Pronouns: Female, (she/her)
World: Gilgamesh [Aether]
Discord: Fatcatzrus
Name: Rizu Callyn
Nickname(s): Rizz
Age: 28
Nameday: October 15th
Gender/Pronouns: Female, (she/her)
Sexuality: Queer
Race: Moonkeeper Miqo'te
Hair Color: Ash Brown
Eye Color: Silver
Skintone: Pale
Physique: Average height, petite stature with gently rounded facial features and soft curves.
Notable Features: A small beauty mark under her left eye. She's also rarely seen without her signature leather gloves, beret, and spectacles. Her body is covered head to toe in heavily faded childhood scars of all shapes and sizes.
Occupation: Concierge (Meowfia), Bartender (Cat Nipps)
Affiliations: The Meowfia
Birthplace: The Black Shroud
Home: Shirogane
Relationship: ENM
Biography
Rizu grew up in the Black Shroud where she spent her childhood hunting alongside her family, wielding a bow as her weapon of choice. She'd never been afraid to get her hands dirty, and quickly learned how to transform the humble ingredients they harvested into a celebratory feast with plenty to share. Her family always nurtured her natural talents in the kitchen, and when she was old enough to set off on her own, they encouraged her to travel to Limsa Lominsa where she became a student of the Culinarian's Guild.At the Culinarian's Guild, she met her sous chef Remy. He reached Limsa as a stowaway from U'ldah, where a scheming merchant was selling tiny rats to tourists as pets, claiming they were a new breed of "tiny squirrels." When his new owners found out, they were horrified and he ran away, hiding aboard a local merchant vessel. Rizu found him eating scraps behind the guild one day and started sharing the leftovers from her assignments, noting which ones he liked and which ones he turned up his nose at. Inspired by the rodent's rather refined palette, she brought him home with her, and they've been cooking side by side ever since. One day the two of them would love to helm a restaurant of their own.A committed hedonist with an appetite for the finer things in life, Callyn has since left her days as a hunter in the Black Shroud long behind her and now resides with her wife, Breezy Callyn, in Shirogane. If not for the fading scars adorning every inch of her skin, you'd never know she'd lived a life outside of the kitchen. As heir to the Meowfia, she's since grown accustomed to her life of luxury and now leaves the dirty work to others, although she's always willing to take the gloves off, for a price.During the day you can find her nursing a morning cappuccino at the Bismarck. After hours, when the sun goes down the and liquor flows freely, she'll be behind the counter at her favorite bar, Cat Nipps where she's known to indulge in a glass of wine and handsome company.
The Meowfia
It all started innocently enough. On a leisurely stroll through Kugane Rizu and her wife, Breezy Callyn, came across an unusual sight; a fat round calico was wedged between two fence boards. Moved by the creature's plight Rizu begged her wife to help her free him.They moved on, almost forgetting about the cat until they received a mysterious letter in the mail sometime during the following weeks. The unmarked parcel contained a single sheet of parchment, apologizing for burdening them with the feline's rescue, and inviting them to become caretaker's of their estate in exchange for looking after him in their absence. Unable to refuse such a generous offer, they moved into the house immediately and began restoring the house, making small repairs as needed to the space. It seemed the original owner had become too elderly to look after the property, and the neighbors who were looking after the cat had moved away, leaving no one to supervise him in their absence.Every so often another letter would appear, containing a simple errand and a set of instructions. Rizu didn't think much of it, content to help out any way she could in looking after their new home. At first she was worried about some of the locations she brought him to, empty warehouses, foggy shipping ports late in the evening. She comforted herself with the idea that perhaps whoever the animal was visiting kept unusual hours, or was too elderly to make house calls themselves. The rather rotund creature was in immaculate condition, so she was proud to continue driving him to what she assumed were veterinary and grooming appointments. Being trusted to look after his condition filled her with a certain sense of pride. Over time the requests became more frequent and she was entrusted with greater responsibilities. Despite their unusual circumstances she still hasn't quite put the pieces of this unique arrangement together, but perhaps someday she will.