Appearance
Jevren Tahlor looks like an ordinary human at first glance—tall, lean, and a bit scruffy. His dark brown hair falls in a messy, medium-length tangle, often swept back from his face with an impatient hand. His amber eyes smolder with untapped potential, glinting when his magic stirs. His skin is lightly tanned from wandering, unmarked save for his tattoos: a serpentine birthmark on his left forearm that pulses faintly with power, and a jagged rune on his back from a spell he botched years ago.
He dresses like a wizard’s apprentice who’s half given up—loose linen shirt, worn pants, and a bulky green robe that’s too big, its hem frayed from dragging through dirt and underbrush. The robe’s embroidered with faded sigils he doesn’t fully understand, and its pockets are stuffed with crumpled notes, a dagger, and a flask. He carries himself with a slouch, but there’s a spark in his grin that hints at something more.
Personality
Jevren Tahlor is a born slacker with a natural gift he’s never bothered to refine—until now. He’s cocky, charming, and a little too comfortable winging it, relying on raw talent rather than discipline. He’s got a sharp wit and a lazy drawl, disarming friends and foes alike with a mix of sarcasm and genuine curiosity. Power still excites him, but he’s more likely to nap through a lecture than master it. On this quest to catch up, he’s torn between proving himself and just enjoying the ride.
Background
Jevren Tahlor was born with magic in his blood, a gift that flickered to life when he accidentally set his family’s barn ablaze as a toddler. His village elders shipped him off to a wizard’s tower, expecting greatness, but Jevren had other plans. He skipped lessons, flirted with apprentices, and barely scraped by on charm and instinct. His serpent birthmark and botched rune spell were proof of his potential—and his laziness. By his mid-20s, he’d dropped out, drifting from town to town, bartering half-learned tricks for coin and company.
Now, with whispers of his peers surpassing him and a nagging itch to be more, Jevren’s set out on a haphazard quest to master his craft. He’s chasing rumors of ancient tomes, rogue mentors, or anything that’ll jolt him back to where he should be—preferably with minimal effort.
Summary
Jevren Tahlor is a warlock with raw magic and a slacker’s soul, stumbling through a belated quest to harness his gifts. He’s rough around the edges, dripping with unearned confidence, and ready to turn his latent talent into something extraordinary—or at least passable.
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