Ikfinsj is a priest in the Northern capital of Ksij-en. Coming from a middle-class pedigree whom pass down priesthood, they grew up in their family's church, notably alongside Filyn, the future publicist of the Allegiance. But Filyn and Ikfinsj didn't get along perfectly... the two having opposing personalities made them only go as far as acquaintances, no matter how much Ikfinsj tried to become friends with them. Ikfinsj admired Luns's writing and smarts, constantly praising them when possible, especially if they needed reccomendation into a program; Ikfinsj being their senior of a few years, would try to help them enter. Ikfinsj liked Luns's work because of their own talent for writing, except Ikfinsj presented their work for a sermon, so it could never be as personal as Luns's work. Ikfinsj did try to write poetry at some point, but Luns studied for so many years as a child hitherto, that Ikfinsj declared defeat after only a few tries-- concluding eventually that they would never be able to write anything like Luns. Ikfinsj likes presenting for an audience though, being as gregarious as they are; people find them easy to talk to, and they have a lot of... "friends", as can be seen by their countless Kiska (ornaments on an Iktyf's ears that display their various relationships' and friendships' status.) The only downside to being so sociable with the others is that Ikfinsj finds their relationships are only surface-level.

They've never really had deep friendships. They're a naturally outgoing person, so they gravitated to people quickly, excitedly asking them to be friends. But a lot of people found them (and their expressions) way too intense when they were excited, and got uncomfortable and nervous. So people started avoiding them. And then they were "the creepy kid." They grew up and made work friends, but those weren't friends. Even their parents were too concerned with Ikfinsj's career for them to be anything close to friends for them, even if they were pretty okay parents otherwise. Ikfinsj had a gaping hole in their heart.

But Lynux entering their life would change everything.

That one fateful day would eventually come, when Ikfinsj recieved a letter in the mail. It was signed from the "Royals" and Ikfinsj was obviously shocked. The Royals were asking Ikfinsj to start a chain of letters, because they wanted Ikfinsj to publicly declare various polemics that the government would supervise and provide. Ikfinsj had been protesting the Royals' leadership as of recent, but they figured this would allow them to get more dirt on them to leak to the public. They agreed, but soon after, they realized that the reasoning for making them read these speeches publically was not specified, which was odd. As they kept exchanging letters, the "current ruler" overruling the speeches made a mistake: They had accidentally used the Iktjkis (their language|-'s) pronoun "Kajij", when reffering to themself, which was an immediate red flag, because only God was referred to by Kajij.

Ikfinsj confronted them about this passive-aggressively in a letter. But they got back a suprising response... It was also very passive-aggressive, and teased Ikfinsj about their accusation. Why would the Royals send a passive-aggressive, teasing letter? Something wasn't right.

They're in a ... situationship ... kind of relationship with Lynux. I say that hesitantly, because the definition of that word can vary. In this context, they've never confessed their love directly (i.e. "I am in love with you") but rather they both sort of understand what they mean to each other in an unspoken way. If you asked them if they're together, they would refuse very adamantly, but being so sensual with each other? Being practically married? It's obvious. Their relationship is not fluffy, though-- not the kind where you gently tend to the other, but rather the kind where you visit each other in a church every month under the cover of night and rain to discuss politics, however end up flirting with each other about how much you want the other to perish, expressing the extents of your devotion, and losing track of time, because that's what rivals do, of course.

Despite all of this, they're just like everyone else. They yearn for deep, nurturing relationships with others, and (mostly) care about those people.