I'm not trying to /do/ anything. I'm just here....Is that a roast beef?
Social Rank: 7
Concept: Eccentric social arbiter
Family: Serving the Bislands
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Description: A friendly looking and outgoing man with dark skin. He has brilliant hazel eyes that survey his environment with constant alertness and not a touch of introversion. A mop of dark brown hair rests upon his head. His young appearing age is belied by a gaze which seems to hold wisdom beyond - until of course he speaks.
Personality: Is he brilliant or imbecilic? Is he of fantastic manner or exceedingly irreverent? Jev is a polarizing individual: people tend to hate him or love him. His flights of fancy, odd misjudgements and spontaneous outbursts are often considered either endearing or grossly inappropriate and annoying. Always finicky and seldom serious. Or is he being serious? His eccentrism nearly makes him a parody of himself. Those intrepid enough to get to know him, however, tend to learn something else.
Background: Jev grew up in Pridehall. His childhood and teen years are of very little note. He grew up to two commoner parents - one an artisan and the other a teacher. He was well studied and well read at a very young age.
He took leave from his family to Arx of his own volition. There was no real rhyme or reason to it. He just wanted to see what it was like.
He could not have been happier living on the streets in the boroughs and rubbing elbows with folks from all walks of life. He studied with the scholars for a time - got kicked out of that. He worked a pub for a week, got fired from that. Tried his hands on the docks - stopped showing up. He's tried his hand as an artisan, tailor, crafter, barber's assistant.... Fired, fired, fired.
Somehow - who knows how? He probably couldn't even tell you how! He was 'discovered' by House Bisland and put to work to tend to the library and do other sorts of odd jobs around the estate in Arx. He soon found himself asked all sorts of mundane questions about things like 'politics' and 'diplomacy' and asked to look at ledgers... It's all very confusing.
|Jeffeth||He introduced himself and asked a lady to dinner in the same breath. I hope he learns how to do it proper.|
|Michael||This guy as a keen eye. And everyone *else* seems to know it too. I wonder how much my Father utilizes him. And if he'll notice when I steal him.|
|Mirari||This asshole just walked into my back room. Didn't knock. Didn't even hollar, just walked right in and asked for a pair of pants. He either has immense brass balls, or he's got a death wish.|