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 Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 7:10 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:55 pm
 Name: Jacob Lamb
Nickname: None
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Birthday: End of summer
Birthplace: Palisade, Sunderland
Parents: Adam and Frances Lamb
Siblings: None
Spouse: None
Religion: The Old Ways, though very lax in his beliefs. Similar to an agnostic in some ways, although his beliefs have grown stronger since he found Eve.
Orientation: Heterosexual
Occupation: Artist Cobbler, and he sketches on the side for a little extra money.
Location: Palisade, Sunderland
Residence: A one-floored building in the eastern part of Palisade. The front portion of his home is actually a shopfront, full of shoes of varying styles and sizes, as well as a few chairs and instruments with which to measure and design custom shoes. An adjoining door off to the side contains his work room, in which he makes all his shoes and has all his plans, as well as a minimum of a dozen unfinished shoes at any given time. A door in the back of that room leads to his living space, which contains a single bedroom (in the corner of which, a large blanket has been thrown over an even larger pile of hay), a cramped main room, and a kitchen, the last of which contains a back door to the small plot of land Jacob calls his own.
Height: 5'10"
Hair: Light sandy brown, mostly straight and a little long. His bangs brush his eyebrows, while on the sides it reaches almost the bottoms of his ears. In the back it's long enough to tie into a small ponytail when he's working.
Eyes: Hazel
Build: Slim but not scrawny. He's got some muscle, but obviously not a lot. Jacob won't be winning any arm wrestling matches anytime soon. Thumb wrestling matches perhaps, but not much more than that.
Clothing: Usually casual at all times, whether working, sketching or outdoors. He doesn't wear anything too expensive or fancy, and what he does wear is usually neutral tones, but his footwear is always absolutely impeccable and high quality. It would be, though; he makes it himself.
Personality: Quiet, softspoken, amiable, simple, gentlemanly and kindhearted are all good adjectives to describe Jacob. He doesn't go to bars much, but he enjoys company and will seek it when he's had slow days at work. Speaking of, he enjoys his work (mostly), but enjoys sketching even more (especially Eve), and on his days off he'll find nice spots around or just outside Palisade to try and capture on paper. He absolutely adores Eve and frequently holds seemingly one-sided conversations with her, though usually not when others are around (he used until people started giving him looks).
One funny thing to note - while Jacob is very creative in his drawings and with his work, he has absolutely no imagination for figuring out names or telling stories. He could tell you all about the technical aspect of his work, or the best time of day to get good lighting, but if you ask him to come up with a story of some sort he'll be at a complete and total loss.
History: There isn't much to tell here. Jacob was the product of an arranged marriage, the only child of a cobbler and his wife. He was born and raised in Palisade - specifically the eastern portion - and has never left. Despite living in Palisade all his life, Jacob has had a rather limited social life due to his father impressing upon him the importance of careful planning and preparation for later in life - meaning, that he had every intention of his son becoming a cobbler. From a very young age, Jacob began learning all there was to know about his father's trade, from the types of leather and cloth to use to the various stitches needed for each type of shoe. When he learned how to plan these and sketch them on paper was when he learned how to doodle, and quickly learned how fun it was to draw other things besides shoes (which, honestly, were rather boring things). His father tried to stamp on this enthusiasm for something other than cobbling, but his mother stepped in with a compromise: Jacob could practice his love of drawing as much as he wanted, but only after he was finished with his chores and lessons.
Years passed and once Jacob finished his schooling, he worked with his father in his shop to bring in more business (and therefore money) and to gain experience. When he was 22 his parents decided their skills could be better used in the New World, so they packed up their things and left with high hopes for Usana, and left Jacob alone with the business. A year later, he boarded up the shop for a week so he could take what he thought was a vacation to Oldcastle in autumn, but ended in his returning with a pretty little totem from the Wardwood. Scarcely a month passed before a dainty and energetic little fawn manifested from what had up until then been merely a compelling souvenir, and Jacob realized that a building with stairs was not a good place for a young creature that wouldn't leave him alone. With that in mind, he packed up all his things, sold the large house his parents had had for almost 30 years, and moved into a smaller, one story building not too far away. Business has lessened since then, giving him more time for Eve and for his sketches, which he does in his spare time and also on commission when requested, although he doesn't get a lot of requests. He hasn't done a whole lot in the last two years.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 5:59 pm
Name: Eve
Nickname: None
Gender: Female
Age: 2
Birthday: Mid-winter
Personality (waking): Eve absolutely adores her Chosen. One of her favorite things to do is to watch, or at least remain nearby, when he's busy sketching. She isn't allowed into his small work room to watch him make shoes, so she likes to make sure she can watch him do at least some kind of work (especially if he's drawing her). That's not to say she's vain - she just enjoys the fact he gives her so much attention, which she greatly appreciates and tries to reciprocate.
She doesn't spend every waking moment staring at Jacob though, and enjoys spending time outside on the (very) small patch of grassy land behind his shop, although she greatly prefers the open countryside. Still, she doesn't fault him for that, and enjoys what she has. The pair are alike in that they are both rather simple, and don't need or want a lot of things.
While Eve normally avoids confrontation of any sort, if her Chosen (or anyone deemed a friend) is in danger, she will turn into an incredibly protective and fierce bundle of angry deer.
Personality (dreaming): Similar to her waking self; while Dreaming, Eve is amiable, quiet and kind. She enjoys meeting other guardians quite a lot, although she isn't the best conversationalist. Still, she tries and is sincere in all things, especially in her concern for other guardians (if there is an actual need for concern - she isn't one to worry without reason).
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 6:01 pm
Name: Pinch
Gender: Male
Species: Fairy wren
Age: Unknown
Birthday: Unknown
Personality: Don't let his pretty singing and endearing chirps fool you. Pinch is a greedy, lazy little nuisance, and his favorite things to do are to steal Jacob's food (whether or not he's actually going to eat it and if he can't carry it, if it rolls it will be unceremoniously shoved off the table), steal hay from Eve's bed with which to make nests in various places in Jacob's house, and to steal small shiny objects like buttons or small tools needed to make shoes. Jacob has been seriously reconsidering his decision to keep the thing around, but really even if he didn't want him, Pinch would still find a way back in.
History: Jacob doesn't know much about Pinch; not where he came from or why he decided to stay, and if Eve knows she's given him no hints. All Jacob knows is that one day in winter he opened his back door and a small bluish blur zipped past him, landed on his kitchen table and started pecking at his lunch. He tried to shoo the little bird out, but after several hours of unsuccessful attempts, he let the little wren stay. The bird occasionally left after that but always returned, and Jacob got into the habit of letting him inside when he saw him sitting on the sill, and after about two weeks of this he finally ceded that he had somehow got himself a pet bird. A pet bird he named Pinch, for the way he always tried to steal his food.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 6:02 pm
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