Name: Jayson Cowles (JAY-sun kowles) 

Nicknames: None as of yet

Age/POB/DOB: 20, Scanra near the Tortallan border, August 1st

Gender: Male

Gender Preferences: Generally female. Though, get him drunk....

Magic: Zip, zero, zilch, and doesn't mind a whit. 

Appearance: Stands at around 6'2.5", with a skinny, slightly muscular build. He has blonde hair almost to his shoulders (which is always getting in his face, but the compliments are worth it), and light blue eyes, evidence of his Scanran heritage. He'll typically wear a loose shirt and breeches with soft leather shoes, sometimes with a longvest or jacket overtop. If he's been at work recently, don't be surprised if you see bits of flour on dark items and his face.

 

Speech: Has an accent and peculiar vocabulary (namely British).

Personality: Jayson's a true sweetheart, and the kind of guy you'd want for your best friend. He's quite shy when first meeting people, but he'll warm up eventually.

Occupation: Is currently an apprentice at a bakery, and he hopes to own his own baked goods shop. Eventually.

Strengths: Can listen to anything you need to tell him, and will always provide a shoulder to cry on. Even if it is a bit floury.

Weaknesses: Is a bit anal when it comes to cleaning and cooking. Well, okay, more than a bit. It must be done his way.. which has gotten him into more than enough trouble at the bakery.

Idiosyncracies: Is always blowing or brushing his hair out of his face. Tends to blush quite a lot. Chews his lip when he's thinking. Rubs the back of his neck when embarrassed.

Romantic Interests: Eremin, at the moment.

Most prized possessions: His life.

Pets: None to speak of, but he loves animals.

Family:
Father, R. Jay Cowles, 54.
Mother, Karina Soren Cowles, 42.
2+ younger sisters, and 3 elder brothers.

History: He doesn't really have much of a history (as of yet).. But we do know he was born as the 4th brother of a poor merchant. When Jayson was about 10 or 11, his parents couldn't afford to take care of him and all his sibs.. So, as youngest son, he was sold into indentured servitude at the bakery owned by (insert forgotten name here). He's been in Corus ever since. When he reaches 22, he'll be released, and that's when he plans to open his own patisserie.