Name: Iriel Bell Nicknames: Bell, Eerie (careful with that one) Age: 36 Nameday: 32nd Sun of the 1st Umbral Moon Species: Midlander Hyur Gender: Male Orientation: Bell’s teeth are clearly gritted, “If I admit that I am probably pansexual will you leave me alone?” Profession: Thaumaturge, book collector, printer
P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S
Hair: Pale gold, platinum highlights Eyes: Viridian green Skin: Golden-toned tan Tattoos/scars:Numerous. Visibly: the angular tattoos at his temples, and the burn scars on the left side of his neck, twisting a ragged earlobe.
F A M I L Y
Siblings: Ten, deceased. Parents: Ichabod and Orla Bell, deceased. Grandparents: Bishop Bell, he never knew his grandmother. Misc Relatives: Curiously, none, that he’s aware of. His family never had aunts or uncles around, no visiting cousins. Pets: None, presently.
S K I L L S
Abilities: Making things burn, with a high degree of precision and control. Hobbies: Books–the printing of, the binding of, the reading of. LIteracy tutoring, making money, smoking, travel, horrific sanity-testing artifact curation, not sleeping, moderate alcoholism, bouts of severe self-recrimination, poetry–obviously, people-watching.
T R A I T S
Most Positive Trait: Sincerity, generosity. Worst Negative: His temper.
L I K E S
Colors: Black. And green, and sapphire blue, and amber, and burgundy. Though you’d be hard pressed to find him admit it. Smells: Books, hyacinths, petrichor. Textures: Iriel can’t distinguish much with his hands, and you won’t catch him rubbing his cheek on things. In public. (Fur, satin, the catch of a razor on stubble, crisp paper.) Drinks: Coffee, absinthe, whiskey, tea, water. In that order.
O T H E R D E T A I L S
Smokes: Continuously. Drinks: Regularly. Drugs: Never again. Mount Issuance: Yes, but prefers to walk. Been Arrested?: “On numerous occasions, in various city-states.”
Lyn’to is dubious, he has been married before and it didn’t end well. He also mated with a Keeper male when he was sixteen and sired a Daughter and a Son. The daughter he knows, Sahja Amariyo. The son he doesn’t know of yet.
Lyn'to's Sanctuary 