Jerrishan Reldaphos

//Name: Jerrishan "Jerri" Reldaphos (Jair-ree shawn) (Rehl-dah-fohs)

//Gender: Male

//Age: 29

//Birthday: 07/07/XX

//Sexuality: Pansexual, with a preference for feminine curves

//Special Characteristics:
[Enhanced Learning Capability]:
-Jerri is one of those nearly-aberrant persons born with the more common of the eidetic mental spectrum: an eidetic memory. With perfect mnemonic recall, Jerri rarely needs to see or hear something more than one or two times to permanently remember it in exacting detail. Naturally this results in accelerated learning, gaining greater personal benefit in his studies, as well as combat assessment while in the field.

[Martial Artist]:
-Nothing yet! Jerri has begun to study varying forms of the world's martial arts in an effort to create his own. Training has yet to begin.

//Personality and History:
Jerrishan Reldaphos was born in the neighboring country of Bosco to a family of engineers from the Rosewood Clan, son of Estwan Reldaphos and Majriene Reldaphos (formerly Majriene Rosewood). Childhood began an interesting phase for the young man, as public schooling quickly lagged behind his ability to learn and to apply himself - soon skipping several grades. It would not be long after receiving this basic education at such an advanced pace that the local Clan elder required Jerrishan be taken from his schooling and trained as an engineer for the good of the Clan's business. Now gaining practical knowledge and experience, the young man was now able to see beyond his textbooks and walls of his modest home.

It does not come as a surprise when the originally sheltered and idyllistic Jerrishan was horrified by what he saw. Bosco maintained an active slave trade, something he'd learned and always known as his those of his father's side were originally slaves themselves many generations ago. But now he could see just what it meant, the emotional damage and physical hardships of being the property of others - with no voice and no will. His studies continued in such an environment, quickly absorbing the concepts required to ply the trade of an engineer - destined for mercantile exploits and lucrative mediocrity of life as a construction consultant, trying his best to drown out the perfectly clear memories of all those he witnessed suffering around him at every turn.

Several years later he stood at the end of his apprenticeship, and days before Jerrishan was to accept his first job in the construction of a minor merchant baron's summer home along the coast, he was taken to inspect the workers who would be taking his orders and blueprints and creating the structure with their bare hands. Not one of those was a paid worker or free man, each with the same downcast and nearly soulless look to their eyes, scarred and muscled shoulders sagged with their spirits broken. Something akin to the straw that broke the camel's back, now unable to try and ignore the problem that he would be the one to force these men and women to haul their loads under the lash and perform to his blueprint exactly lest they be beaten and forced to work harder.

Knowing full well he could do nothing to help the people who lived as property in his country; witnessing those freshly kidnapped being forced into bonds and those who'd only ever known the weight of chains on their bodies, he fled his indifferent family and strict Clan to the nearby nation of Fiore, where it was said the abominable practice was outlawed and learning was open to all souls - not just limited to a single trade decided by those in authority. With stolen books, only a change of clothes and an old sword he trekked his way through back streets and dirt roads, doing his best to avoid illicit caravans and the markets of flesh and sin to avoid the sometimes-curse of being unable to forget. Jerrishan made his way across the border with the most fortuitous luck, having never encountered one of the many monsters that found the discordant country to be full of prey and places to nest.

With blood-christened blade at his side, a backpack full of tomes, and a pouch with a small sum of jewels the young man made his way into a town, and cast about to find a way to make a living. Ironically, this meant work as an engineer for nearly a year before the discovery of his magic potential had been noticed by resident mages, having no magic form to channel his linear energies. Continuing as a consultant, now far more appealing that he drafted homes for happy families that were built by a paid labor force or helpful communities, he began his studies in magic and it was not long before he had a grasp of the mystic concepts. Due to his upbringing during the formative years however, the young adult found it difficult to think outside of formulaic entries and divisions.

Now a fully-fledged adult, and having used the rather tidy sum of jewels he'd amassed to purchase training in a rare magic suited to his mentality, Jerrishan began to turn his eye to the differences of his new home and the land of his birth. There was still injustice here in Fiore, as well - the Mage Guilds would scheme and war, gangs would impose and accost, bandits and monsters would take their pick out of those who could not defend themselves. But these problems were not as widespread or insurmountable as an entire country built on the back of an ignored sin and crime, this was something he felt that he could do something about in time. The Reldaphos now looked forward to employment in the land's justice department, in his mind for the safety of those who deserved protection from higher powers.

His experiences thus far have shaped him into a modest man of intellect and physical prowess. Socially still coming into his own, he can be a bit sarcastic at times but Jerrishan does his best to remain calm and supportive. His esoteric mentality reflects on a somewhat ascetic lifestyle, nearly balancing out an obsessive compulsion to improve himself. Despite this, he spends a lot of time thinking and can seem extremely lazy when not engaged in physical study - interrupting him while in a moment of concentration tends to draw his ire. While others panic, Jerri usually remains reserved and observant... but due to this general stance, when he does become emotional he has a difficult time controlling himself due to lack of experience in the matter.

In combat, Jerri finds himself playing support-leadership more often than not - using his natural ability to observe and adapt quickly in order to weave between the front and back lines, providing tactical information to teammates and applying his combative abilities first-hand. When there are no clearly superior authority-figures taking command during a hostile situation, Jerrishan is usually the first to begin organizing his fellows. To him, ingenuity and adaptability are far greater weapons than whoever has the most magic power or the biggest sword, and it's something he's willing to prove where it really counts.


//Likes:
-Fresh fruit drinks: With a particular taste for watermelon and apple juice mixtures.
-Comfortable clothing: Stiff collars with loose sleeves for tops, loose-legged pants for bottoms. Comfortable and serviceable boots are a must.
-Pursuit of knowledge: Extremely fond of learning, be it purely theoretical or practical knowledge.
-A good story: Fiction is how he relaxes, such as fantasy novels about worlds without magic.
-Applicative potential in self and others: The ability to apply oneself in an orderly and intelligent manner helps make them more interesting. Not one to be very hypocritical he demands the same of himself.
-Problem-solving: Jerri likes to tackle challenges, even if he's not the best with a subject - it's always a learning experience to try.
-Equivalent justice: He believes that everyone deserves the same chance to walk their own path in life, but also that those who would unduly wrong others require punishment.
-Belief in the people: Jerri finds that those who believe that the people are the heart of any nation usually hold a more attractive mind and personality.
-Modesty: Jerrishan appreciates likewise modest persons, both in action and word.
-Being prepared: For every situation, there is an appropriate response or countermeasure. Jerri does his best to prepare for every situation that he can in life, be it socially or in the midst of combat.

//Dislikes:
-Those unwilling to learn: People who could obviously better themselves by knowing more, but choose not to usually annoy him.
-People who waste their potential: In a similar fashion, people who do not capitalize on their varied strengths as well as cultivate a strong mind and social demeanor also annoy him.
-People who believe that being flashy/"cool" is more important than being productive and efficient: Fairly self-explanatory. Anyone who seems to be more about being showy will generally not be worth his time.
Unreasonable restrictions: Jerri is a big advocate of personal freedoms, within reason.
-Enemies of common sense: Let's pass out some Darwin Awards. People who proudly fly in the face of all sense and reason are certainly no fun to be around.
-Inebriation: Everyone needs their brain cells (some more than others), and having one's self-restraint dashed only makes one more of a liability.
-Failure: True failure comes when one fails to learn from an unsuccessful endeavor. Jerri can take not succeeding at something, because he knows if there is a next time he can do better - but when he does not grow from the experience in some fashion, he views it as a waste of time and an actual failure.
-Being interrupted: Having his concentration disrupted is a vastly annoying prospect, whether he be meditating, postulating, or reading.
-Being caught unprepared: With as much work and effort that he puts into being able to appropriately tackle any situation he might come across, and the sacrifices he makes for that versatility - getting in under his expectations tends to raise his hackles.

//Motivations:
-Generally, the only motivation Jerri needs is that new experiences will await him at every turn, a chance to grow and become more useful to those whom he chooses to surround himself with. Getting him to move otherwise is a chore.
-Of less priority given the magnitude of the task, he also collects information that might one day aid him in helping underground political reform movements back in Bosco.
-The ability to help others. Some might say that there's no such thing as an unselfish opinion, ruling, or outlook on life. But there are those who witness what humanity is capable of when it thinks like that, and do everything they can to strive towards the potential hope that houses itself beyond the dank corruption of humanity's darkest depths. Being able to do good for people who deserve it, even indirectly, is a large motivational vehicle for his attention and enthusiasm.

//Fears:
-Irrational fear of chains: He cannot deal with chains on his person, restricting his body. Likely to become annoyed at first, and then enraged.
-Sleep: With a lack of ability in lucid dreaming, he winds up haunted by the crystal clear memories of things he wishes he could forget.
-Inability to freely move: Being physically restricted causes some level of anxiety and engages a fight-or-flight instinct.

//Psychological state:
{Decent}
Currently, Jerri tries to maintain a somewhat upbeat attitude when not deeply involved in whatever matter he's assigned his concentration to. His overall mental state borders between a nearly unhinged voracity aimed at the consumption of knowledge in hopes of staving off the images he is consistently forced to relive when at mental rest.

//General Appearance

Height: He stands at five feet and ten inches tall.
Weight: Typically weighing in at 194 pounds.
Hair: Jerri's hair can be described as a muted auburn with blonde highlights naturally throughout.
Eyes: His eyes are a deep hazel in color, though generally half-lidded and difficult to see.
Skin Tone: Caucasian skin, with a ruddy and tanned complexion.
Appearance:
Jerrishan stands at an average height for one of his national upbringing, as well as the complexion of one of his trade - sun-tanned and with a slight rosy quality to his flesh. His hair is straight, and reaches to a uniformly even length of just past his jawline in hanging tresses of muted auburn with the barest hints of blonde. Overall, the studious man is decently muscled given his physical regimen and eating habits, utilizing the best of techniques he can learn of to improve mind and body granting noticeable effects on the health of his form. He has a small, darker-hued beard growing from halfway along his jawline into what might normally be considered a goatee. His hair and facial hair always appear to be immaculately trimmed and proper to uniform lengths. When casual, it's common to find him topless and wearing extremely light and airy pants, sometimes wrapping his torso in bandages for the sake of public decency. Otherwise, he is most normally found to be wearing impeccably bright white clothing with softer lavender hues and earth browns.

//Guild/Council
Guild: Royal Knights
Tattoo: Solar Plexus
Rank: D

[[ Please let me know if anything needs to be changed or added. I wasn't quite clear on what was required here. ]]

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