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Ian moved to Song-Lu and became an apprentice peacekeeper!! Woohoo!!

GENERAL INFORMATION:
Killian Miwa Jarosh-Kraus
Just call him Ian. And never make a mistake of calling him Miwa, because it’s a name given by his father.
Age: 20
Birthday:  Monday, Day 28 of the Month of Harvest, Year of Paths (8271)
Standard Zodiac:  Carta the Scroll
Song-Lu Zodiac: Day 4 of the Month of the Otter, Year of the Lambent Crystal Raven (Animals: True:Horse, Secret: Crane)
Gender: Male
Height: 169 cm / 5'6
Race: Half-elf / 1/8th elf (it would be easier to say that he is human, really)

Class: Scout – intermediate - Gunner
Occupation: Apprentice Peacekeeper also does some woodcarving and hunting
City: Song-Lu
Hometown: Iadlain/Koben
Allegiance:  Koben Empire, but doesn’t give a damn in fact

Languages: Iadlic Canan, common

Marital status: Single
Romantic preference: Asexual, bi-curious, but doesn’t understand anything about relationships yet because he never had one-

PERSONALITY:
+ diligent, modest, loyal, independent, idealistic, enthusiastic, sensitive, receptive, quiet, polite +
- nitpicking, critical, standoffish, demanding, restless, discouraged, aloof, moody, inconsistent, turbulent, easily emotionally manipulated by those whom he trusts -

A quiet and indifferent teenager – the best description of this young man. He is very calm and receptive; watching, listening and noticing are his strong sides. He will never snap onto you, or be openly grumpy (aka forget usual politeness), unless you are a close friend of his. Coming from a well-established family, he had been schooled to show good manners towards people he barely knows, be polite and courteous.
Under a façade of quiet politeness there is a childish, troubled core. When he doesn’t need to oppose his father, Ian relaxes into a little whining kid. He loves to play, mess with things, distract people; or curl somewhere alone, waiting to be comforted and someone to hush his fears away. Probably it is his childish shyness that makes him seem pretty withdrawn and indifferent to anything that happens; however, he is just as stubborn and passionate as his father is. You can also find him shy and nervous about his looks. He believes people to find him abnormal and tries to hide himself under layers of clothing.
His body language and face are extremely expressive, and sometimes he manages to explain most of things with gestures only, without speaking. He does not know how to put a mask on face, and despite him being polite, you can easily guess what his politeness hides – grumpiness or genuine affection.
He cares deeply about his friends. His care, however, tends to be creepy sometimes. Ian may force you out of doing something if he knows for sure that it might bring danger upon you.

Likes: High places; nuts; wood carving; touching whatever is in his reach; the things he finds appealing to touch and smell; playing flute; his 3 pet rats and fox companion; milk
Dislikes: Wearing glasses without a good occasion for it; smoking; alcohol (or being drunk in peculiar); scent of drugs or smokes; loud noises; owing to anyone

HISTORY:
His biography could be summed up in 2 words: Illegitimate child.
Born to a rich idiot his father is, and an unknown woman, Ian had no chance of getting a proper childhood. Not only his whole family held distance in relationship with young Ian (my, what a scandal, a bastard!), but even his father neglected the child a lot and treated him like a pet. Poor boy grew up Iadlain as then the grand-grandmother agreed to bear with yet another failure. All Ian can remember from first 10 years of life are flashing memories of father’s short visits, and long days spent in local forests, studying nature. Like father, Ian often brought animals at home, showing quite a lot of interest to them. Unfortunately, nature did not bless him with gift of magic at all, so family's hopes to make him a summoner crushed. His relatives started alienating him even more, and by the age of 14 Ian grew into a gloomy, grumpy loner.
His father’s visits started being far more irritating; furthermore, Milos refused to share the identity of Ian’s mother (probably because he couldn’t even remember her name, that egoist), and the boy grew more and more distant of him. Eventually, dull hatred towards his family took over Ian, and he decided to run away from them.
Well, that was a disastrous decision, least to say. Despite knowing forests well enough, on his way from Iadlain to Koben Ian ended up under a snow avalanche in the mountains. Several broken ribs, crushed left hand, jaw, chilblain and a serious concussion that almost cost him vision – that was the hard price he paid for a chance to start a new life. Fortunately, he was found by scouts, and brought back to Iadlain.
Surprisingly, Milos reconsidered his attitude towards son after this accident. He spent a whole fortune on son’s recovery, including an experimental medical treatment that left his son black-eyed, but at least capable of seeing. Moreover, the scientist decided that his son would be better off living with him, and took young hunter to Koben. Ian hated the fact that he had to staywith his father, but eventually he grew used to it – Milos always gave him money he needed.
At some point, using his savings, Ian bought a small hunting hut in the mountain forest nearby Koben, and most often he can be found there. He likes that place a lot more that father’s mansion, and lives there for months while hunting, sometimes returning back in the city to sell furs, meat and other crafts. While Milos doesn't mind his son missing for quite long periods of time, a fragile peace between the father and son is maintained.

As of recent, Ian dared to travel to Iadlain to celebrate Harvest Eve there, and got caught in bloodbath. With Lentia and her friends, he took care of banabog and managed to survive in Iadlain ; it was a trainwreck from the sunset to sunrise, but helping Peacekeepers made Ian understand a few things. He traveled together with them to Tusa, only then departing back to Koben - only to tell his father that he wants to become a Peacekeeper as well.

Family
Miloslav Jarosh-Kraus – goddamn father
ABILITIES:
Not gifted with magic, Ian envies his relatives, but doesn’t mind not being a mage.
He prefers his rifle a lot more than any other weapon. As his vision did not change much after trauma and treatment, he remains a good gunner, although not as professional as he’d want to be – he is still learning many things about hunting and scouting.
He doesn’t know swordplay, but can wield a hunting knife quite proficiently when skinning his hunting prey. Same goes to martial arts – he knows none, and could be easily beaten up in a tavern fight. However, he has very strong arms, and usually he carries his prey on his own.
Light on feet, quite agile, has a good stamina and accuracy.

RP PREFERENCE:
Timezone: UTC +3
Availability: Evenings, sometimes late nights. Mostly every day, but sometimes I have business trips.
Types:Google doc, Skype, chats, forums, I am flexible enough to accept any other means of rp'ing!
I prefer first 2 ways of rp'ing the most as I tend to write long posts! And you might have to remind me sometimes that we have an RP (no offense, I am job hunting and world goes round~)
Style: Mostly lit/paragraph, but I can do quick chat as well.
Any suggestions taken! Headcanons accepted!

OTHER:
- Don't be taken aback by his eyes; after trauma treatment makes his sclera seem black, while initially he had normal eyes (very dark blue iris, almost black and undistinguishable from pupil, and normal white sclera). His medication is something like modern epinephrine-containing eye drops, which may blacken the conjunctiva (top layer of sclera), eyelid margins and caruncle. If he stops applying it, his eyes will look normal. However, it will let his post-trauma glaucoma evolve and take away his vision.
- He has 3 favorite rats that always stay with him; Samuel (or Blondie, champagne colored), Karl (reddish fur) and Niccolo (dark chocolate fur). Samuel loves strawberries and climbing onto Killian’s face when he sleeps; Karl is the most tranquil one and the fattest; Niccolo is the oldest, and he loves plopping his paws into ink and then ruining Milos' papers…
- Is a light sleeper; can wake up at any ‘unusual’ sound that occurs close by to him. His rats also warn him if anything.
- Killian loves high places. If you don’t find him sleeping in bed – it’s okay, just look up, he might be somewhere on beams just under ceiling, wrapped up in a blanket. Second favorite place for napping is a hammock somewhere underneath a ceiling.
- Has a little weakness towards rings, especially big, old ones; if they are usable magic artifacts – even better. His hands, however, are usually covered by gloves.
- Prefers green food to everything else. Eats a lot, but remains thin. By the way - bribe him with nuts, if Killian is in bad mood, he adores nuts of all the kinds…
- Speaking about eating habits, or, more like – chewing. He tends to nom onto random wooden stuff like pencils.
- Adores when his hair is being combed/ruffled/tugged/played with.
- Knows Iadlish really well and often slips to talk in it.
- Is left-handed, but his handwriting is really shitty because of traumas. Tried mastering right hand, but failed miserably.
- His left hand is another reminding of the avalanche - it is covered with thick white scars at the forearm, a couple of smaller below the elbow and on wrist. It often hurts in cold winds and if weather changes, but not as much as it could.

RELATIONSHIPS:

Lentia Renova
'Guess she's mah best friend... I enjoy her presence 'round; she's fun, and caring, and... Oh well. 'Tis it.

Yue
Met'er once, durin' one of 'dem stupid balls dad dragged me t'ah. Sweet lady, very gentle.
Nohin Fal'Cy
Kind of a... friend, d'uh? He's fun t'have 'round, haf'ta admit. By so far he's most disastrous pal of mine, but I enjoy it... kinda.

Liluth Bellas
Nice lady, very interesting. Wish I could go travelin' with'er 'round Empire... Maybe, someday; when da is not as scared of lettin' me go away too far.

Image song:
- Harry Gregson-Williams – Ibelin (when in a better mood, or somewhere in a big city)
- Two Steps From Hell – After the Fall (hunting // exploring wilderness)

Reference of current outfit:

Description

for

Ian moved to Song-Lu and became an apprentice peacekeeper!! Woohoo!!

GENERAL INFORMATION:
Killian Miwa Jarosh-Kraus
Just call him Ian. And never make a mistake of calling him Miwa, because it’s a name given by his father.
Age: 20
Birthday:  Monday, Day 28 of the Month of Harvest, Year of Paths (8271)
Standard Zodiac:  Carta the Scroll
Song-Lu Zodiac: Day 4 of the Month of the Otter, Year of the Lambent Crystal Raven (Animals: True:Horse, Secret: Crane)
Gender: Male
Height: 169 cm / 5'6
Race: Half-elf / 1/8th elf (it would be easier to say that he is human, really)

Class: Scout – intermediate - Gunner
Occupation: Apprentice Peacekeeper also does some woodcarving and hunting
City: Song-Lu
Hometown: Iadlain/Koben
Allegiance:  Koben Empire, but doesn’t give a damn in fact

Languages: Iadlic Canan, common

Marital status: Single
Romantic preference: Asexual, bi-curious, but doesn’t understand anything about relationships yet because he never had one-

PERSONALITY:
+ diligent, modest, loyal, independent, idealistic, enthusiastic, sensitive, receptive, quiet, polite +
- nitpicking, critical, standoffish, demanding, restless, discouraged, aloof, moody, inconsistent, turbulent, easily emotionally manipulated by those whom he trusts -

A quiet and indifferent teenager – the best description of this young man. He is very calm and receptive; watching, listening and noticing are his strong sides. He will never snap onto you, or be openly grumpy (aka forget usual politeness), unless you are a close friend of his. Coming from a well-established family, he had been schooled to show good manners towards people he barely knows, be polite and courteous.
Under a façade of quiet politeness there is a childish, troubled core. When he doesn’t need to oppose his father, Ian relaxes into a little whining kid. He loves to play, mess with things, distract people; or curl somewhere alone, waiting to be comforted and someone to hush his fears away. Probably it is his childish shyness that makes him seem pretty withdrawn and indifferent to anything that happens; however, he is just as stubborn and passionate as his father is. You can also find him shy and nervous about his looks. He believes people to find him abnormal and tries to hide himself under layers of clothing.
His body language and face are extremely expressive, and sometimes he manages to explain most of things with gestures only, without speaking. He does not know how to put a mask on face, and despite him being polite, you can easily guess what his politeness hides – grumpiness or genuine affection.
He cares deeply about his friends. His care, however, tends to be creepy sometimes. Ian may force you out of doing something if he knows for sure that it might bring danger upon you.

Likes: High places; nuts; wood carving; touching whatever is in his reach; the things he finds appealing to touch and smell; playing flute; his 3 pet rats and fox companion; milk
Dislikes: Wearing glasses without a good occasion for it; smoking; alcohol (or being drunk in peculiar); scent of drugs or smokes; loud noises; owing to anyone

HISTORY:
His biography could be summed up in 2 words: Illegitimate child.
Born to a rich idiot his father is, and an unknown woman, Ian had no chance of getting a proper childhood. Not only his whole family held distance in relationship with young Ian (my, what a scandal, a bastard!), but even his father neglected the child a lot and treated him like a pet. Poor boy grew up Iadlain as then the grand-grandmother agreed to bear with yet another failure. All Ian can remember from first 10 years of life are flashing memories of father’s short visits, and long days spent in local forests, studying nature. Like father, Ian often brought animals at home, showing quite a lot of interest to them. Unfortunately, nature did not bless him with gift of magic at all, so family's hopes to make him a summoner crushed. His relatives started alienating him even more, and by the age of 14 Ian grew into a gloomy, grumpy loner.
His father’s visits started being far more irritating; furthermore, Milos refused to share the identity of Ian’s mother (probably because he couldn’t even remember her name, that egoist), and the boy grew more and more distant of him. Eventually, dull hatred towards his family took over Ian, and he decided to run away from them.
Well, that was a disastrous decision, least to say. Despite knowing forests well enough, on his way from Iadlain to Koben Ian ended up under a snow avalanche in the mountains. Several broken ribs, crushed left hand, jaw, chilblain and a serious concussion that almost cost him vision – that was the hard price he paid for a chance to start a new life. Fortunately, he was found by scouts, and brought back to Iadlain.
Surprisingly, Milos reconsidered his attitude towards son after this accident. He spent a whole fortune on son’s recovery, including an experimental medical treatment that left his son black-eyed, but at least capable of seeing. Moreover, the scientist decided that his son would be better off living with him, and took young hunter to Koben. Ian hated the fact that he had to staywith his father, but eventually he grew used to it – Milos always gave him money he needed.
At some point, using his savings, Ian bought a small hunting hut in the mountain forest nearby Koben, and most often he can be found there. He likes that place a lot more that father’s mansion, and lives there for months while hunting, sometimes returning back in the city to sell furs, meat and other crafts. While Milos doesn't mind his son missing for quite long periods of time, a fragile peace between the father and son is maintained.

As of recent, Ian dared to travel to Iadlain to celebrate Harvest Eve there, and got caught in bloodbath. With Lentia and her friends, he took care of banabog and managed to survive in Iadlain ; it was a trainwreck from the sunset to sunrise, but helping Peacekeepers made Ian understand a few things. He traveled together with them to Tusa, only then departing back to Koben - only to tell his father that he wants to become a Peacekeeper as well.

Family
Miloslav Jarosh-Kraus – goddamn father
ABILITIES:
Not gifted with magic, Ian envies his relatives, but doesn’t mind not being a mage.
He prefers his rifle a lot more than any other weapon. As his vision did not change much after trauma and treatment, he remains a good gunner, although not as professional as he’d want to be – he is still learning many things about hunting and scouting.
He doesn’t know swordplay, but can wield a hunting knife quite proficiently when skinning his hunting prey. Same goes to martial arts – he knows none, and could be easily beaten up in a tavern fight. However, he has very strong arms, and usually he carries his prey on his own.
Light on feet, quite agile, has a good stamina and accuracy.

RP PREFERENCE:
Timezone: UTC +3
Availability: Evenings, sometimes late nights. Mostly every day, but sometimes I have business trips.
Types:Google doc, Skype, chats, forums, I am flexible enough to accept any other means of rp'ing!
I prefer first 2 ways of rp'ing the most as I tend to write long posts! And you might have to remind me sometimes that we have an RP (no offense, I am job hunting and world goes round~)
Style: Mostly lit/paragraph, but I can do quick chat as well.
Any suggestions taken! Headcanons accepted!

OTHER:
- Don't be taken aback by his eyes; after trauma treatment makes his sclera seem black, while initially he had normal eyes (very dark blue iris, almost black and undistinguishable from pupil, and normal white sclera). His medication is something like modern epinephrine-containing eye drops, which may blacken the conjunctiva (top layer of sclera), eyelid margins and caruncle. If he stops applying it, his eyes will look normal. However, it will let his post-trauma glaucoma evolve and take away his vision.
- He has 3 favorite rats that always stay with him; Samuel (or Blondie, champagne colored), Karl (reddish fur) and Niccolo (dark chocolate fur). Samuel loves strawberries and climbing onto Killian’s face when he sleeps; Karl is the most tranquil one and the fattest; Niccolo is the oldest, and he loves plopping his paws into ink and then ruining Milos' papers…
- Is a light sleeper; can wake up at any ‘unusual’ sound that occurs close by to him. His rats also warn him if anything.
- Killian loves high places. If you don’t find him sleeping in bed – it’s okay, just look up, he might be somewhere on beams just under ceiling, wrapped up in a blanket. Second favorite place for napping is a hammock somewhere underneath a ceiling.
- Has a little weakness towards rings, especially big, old ones; if they are usable magic artifacts – even better. His hands, however, are usually covered by gloves.
- Prefers green food to everything else. Eats a lot, but remains thin. By the way - bribe him with nuts, if Killian is in bad mood, he adores nuts of all the kinds…
- Speaking about eating habits, or, more like – chewing. He tends to nom onto random wooden stuff like pencils.
- Adores when his hair is being combed/ruffled/tugged/played with.
- Knows Iadlish really well and often slips to talk in it.
- Is left-handed, but his handwriting is really shitty because of traumas. Tried mastering right hand, but failed miserably.
- His left hand is another reminding of the avalanche - it is covered with thick white scars at the forearm, a couple of smaller below the elbow and on wrist. It often hurts in cold winds and if weather changes, but not as much as it could.

RELATIONSHIPS:

Lentia Renova
'Guess she's mah best friend... I enjoy her presence 'round; she's fun, and caring, and... Oh well. 'Tis it.

Yue
Met'er once, durin' one of 'dem stupid balls dad dragged me t'ah. Sweet lady, very gentle.
Nohin Fal'Cy
Kind of a... friend, d'uh? He's fun t'have 'round, haf'ta admit. By so far he's most disastrous pal of mine, but I enjoy it... kinda.

Liluth Bellas
Nice lady, very interesting. Wish I could go travelin' with'er 'round Empire... Maybe, someday; when da is not as scared of lettin' me go away too far.

Image song:
- Harry Gregson-Williams – Ibelin (when in a better mood, or somewhere in a big city)
- Two Steps From Hell – After the Fall (hunting // exploring wilderness)

Reference of current outfit: