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Name: Jekala Serdiviquus Nickname/alias: J Age: 32 Apparent age: 23 Place of birth: Ashmire Place of residence: Halsteinn Gender: Male Height: 5’10” Eyes: Green Hair: Red Species: Shade Race: Zoran Class/occupation: Ranger/Mechanic Family: Adoptive family Religion: Arcanism (publicly, at least; he really doesn’t give a damn unless it directly affects him) Education: Youth Institute (13 years) Abilities: Illusional magic on a smaller scale, with a dash of creativity mixed in for the best effect Strengths: Proficiency with bladed weapons, generally easygoing personality, rises up to challenges Weaknesses: Is suspicious of others’ good intent, doesn’t trust others easily, often lacks empathy and guilt Habits: Drinking, smoking saloweed, fidgeting, slouching Hobbies: Chilling, aggravating other people (especially Brinn), getting laid (hey, a guy can dream, can’t he?) Likes: Sunlight, alcohol, happy feelings, having a life that is completely separate from his job Dislikes: Touchy/trigger-happy people, being attacked, being shot at, gloomy days, having to deal with angry/upset people, when his job stops minding its own business History: Born to a family deeply rooted in Arcanism and the Imperium, J’s mother died from illness soon after his birth and his father was killed or otherwise ghosted away by the Underground not long after. To this day, no one is quite sure what happened to him, aside from the somewhat unavoidable fact that he was no longer around. His adoptive father, a distant relation of some sort, was a headmaster of one of the Youth Institutes, where J attended school for just about thirteen years before dropping out and, without telling anyone, beginning training to become a ranger. To his foster family, however, he was the black sheep of their line, a not-quite-relative who decided to work to become a mechanic instead of finding a way to serve their government. Soon after J began working as a ranger, he fell (madly) in love. One day, he accidentally-without-quite-knowing let slip that he was a ranger, and his lover, secretly working for the Underground, tried to kill him, resulting in a confused—on J’s part—struggle that left J blind in one eye and the other man on the run. The next day, J moved out of his apartment, exchanging it for another one less than a few seconds’ walk away. His old apartment remained empty for just short of five years. Then, one morning in the still quite present past, he staggered outside to find that someone had moved in. Recently, he’s been spending his spare time following Brinn around and being a (figurative) pain in the ass. Personality: The J that most people see is something of a harmless nuisance, if a bit immoral or jaded at times. He's not very trusting of others but is quite shameless in public as long as his eyepatch stays on, coming across as the type who bounces back from difficulties fairly quickly. Although he likes to use endearments such as "sweetheart" or "love," they are just a manner of speech, and he generally doesn't attach any real meaning to them. His job as a ranger is, to J, simply a job that he’s good at, especially since he finds it hard to see others as real people unless he knows them well. Appearance: Not confined to any real style, J’s attire is everything from shoddy to formal, sometimes mismatched and sometimes not. The way he dresses—or rather, the way he doesn’t seem to like staying consistent—may make him seem like different people on different days, but this is only true for those who only glimpse him briefly. Any longer than a second and it becomes obvious that he is still very much the same person. He’s never seen in public without a patch covering his right eye, as long as circumstances are under his control; people who wake him up in the middle of the night in a hurry generally find him with one hand clapped over his eye, possibly as annoyed as anyone will ever see him be.

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