Jamie Almari

[Jamie Almari]

Jamie Almari Name: Jamie Almari Race: Air’riela Human Age: 22 patterns Height: 5’10” Weight: 163 lbs. Favorite Color: Dark Blue Favorite Food: Chicken Kebobs Favorite Tonic: Spiti or Volcanos Favorite Deity: Unaffiliated omething of a cultural enigma to his kind, Jamie Almari lives as the epitome of the Aelyrian freeloader, bumming drinks, food, travel and one night stands across the Empire to Aerternia and back. He has never once believed there is anything he cannot do, nor does he have a hefty respect for authority. Born an Air’riela Gypsy, he lives outside the Imperials’ rigid authoritarian dictatorship, doing his best to keep a low radar despite numerous encounters with the law. Reckless, brash, and thoroughly sinful, his chivalrous debauchery is only outpaced by his charming smile and aggressive ambitions. Born a pathological liar with the mouth of a sailor, Jamie sports dark hazelnut brown hair with dyed tips for aesthetic appeal. Unlike the rest of his family, his hair is cropped short and generally neglected from a lack of interest. He possesses dark, olive-toned skin and light hazel eyes, a phenotypic trait pick-pocketed off his father that many consider quite handsome. His frame is mediocre, rather ill developed and lacking the muscular tone it ought to have, instead replaced by mutinous outings of drinking and debauchery that can only be assumed as harmful to his health. Let alone his state of mind. Charlie’s Brass Knuckles – Pawned off his younger stepbrother who was dragged into the family through the marriage of his mother to his stepfather, this bejeweled beauty was picked up as a going away present before Jamie left the caravan and struck out northwards. Funnily enough, Charlie wasn’t clued into his generosity. Although mostly brass, it has silver plates along the upper ridge, with tiny rivulets carved outwards to create a jagged effect. Red leather jacket – Custom tailored (or at least, tailored customly for the bloke he stole it from), the red jacket is Jamie’s by-all end-all prized possession as far as clothing goes. It’s as much a shelter for him as it is a fashion accessory, providing him with a warm blanket at night and a suitable piece of warmth during the day. Polished black riding boots – Perhaps the only actual thing he currently owns that is actually his, he bought these off a traveling cobbler precisely the day before he left home. Slightly superstitious, he sees these as a sign of good luck and thus is constantly after them with a rag and shoe polish. -White linen shirt, lace -Black riding pants -Leather belt -Small knapsack Basic Acting - Approved by GM Nimh [starting package] Grandmaster Surfing - Approved by Me [I invented this]