Jacinthe "Jac" Koa Anatole

## Basic

**Name** Jacinthe Koa Anatole

**Age** Twenty-two

**Place of Birth** A small town in Yevak, an area outside of Interra Gloria

**Allies** None yet

**Religion** They claim to not believe in anything, but the way she stares at the sky and sun says differently. However, don't expect them to admit to it

## Skills & Abilities

* They're very physically strong
* Due to roaming aimlessly for at least a couple of months, they've picked up foraging, hunting, and basic building skills.
	+ they're too impatient for fishing or farming
* Due to their violent history and hot headed personality, they've gotten in a few scraps, resulting in them learning the basics of patching up and caring for a wound

## Physical Attributes

**Height** 5'6

**Weight** 122lbs

**Species** Half-Phoenix

**Gender** Demigirl (they/she)

**Skin Pigment** Tan, olive

**Hair Pigment** Brown with a streak of red correlating to their Phoenix ancestors

**Eye Pigment** Glowing amber

**Other Attributes** Jac is notably terrible at taking care of herself. She has terrible self confidence, which leads to them refusing to look in mirrors and not caring for herself as much as she should. Along with a multitude of scars, in some places, dirt seems to be embedded into their skin. Their hair is seldom brushed and usually just tied back away from their face with two ribbons.

## Personality & Quotes

Jacinthe is certainly a sociable person that, due to trauma, has been forced to be a loner. They're a dare-devil with extreme self confidence issues. Aforementioned, they're also hot-headed and, despite being rather social, can be hard to get along with. Jacinthe is decidedly immature, likely relating to the fact that she never got a real chance to be a child. Despite truly being self-conscious, they act very confident, almost cocky. It's a front due to a personal belief that showing too much emotion is a weakness.

> “Sure, it’s history, but I still see ‘em when I close my eyes, sometimes.”
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> “Stealing is subjective; you wouldn’t stop a starving mother from taking some food off a shelf, wouldja?”
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> “Hey, does this got pumpkin in it?”
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## Fun Facts

* Jacinthe is very allergic to pumpkin. Not enough to kill them or do any lifelong damage, but they break out in hives and rashes and then complain about them nonstop.
* They have been trying to learn how to play lute but they’re far too impatient.
* Due to their poor education, she can’t read too well and instead will ask their friends to read it for them, claiming they just don’t feel like reading it.
* Used to claim the red stripe in their hair was just dyed in, until someone brought up that they have had it since they were born.

## History

### Early Life

Jacinthe’s hometown was small, quiet, and everything you’d expect. Gossip traveled with the wind, which is why the Anatole family was constantly front and center. The town was predominantly humans, with some exceptions like, of course, Jacinthe’s mother and Jacinthe herself. It’s only natural that a town like that would see anything or anyone different as a threat, which is exactly what the town believed. They were a small family and not quite too interesting, but Jacinthe’s mother marrying and having a child with a human was considered interesting, and therefore their lives would need to be picked apart, piece by piece.

For a while, a young Jac thrived in the spotlight, just as she did in the sun. It certainly helped that they were deemed attractive, with their dark hair, tan skin and thin frame. However, as time will have it, this innate interest in the strange girl would die down, first with the elders, and then with her peers. Hurtful nicknames and jives and jokes would nestle themselves in their ever growing bones and in the streak of red hair that glowed as bright as the sun. At first, it was strange questions, which evolved into a bias against Jac for being different, and finally, mean comments about their appearance when they and their peers were young, dumb teenagers.

There was very little Jacinthe found comfort in during these times. Her father did not understand, and her mother suffered enough, being a phoenix through-and-through. They began to act out, responding to those comments with violence, which Jacinthe would not win at first. With time and practice, however, Jacinthe would learn to fight better. However, in the process, they would learn to hate their appearance. They did not look too different from the children around them, but they were different nonetheless. Jacinthe would stop caring about their appearance and cover themself up.

### Recent Life

That’s not to say Jacinthe did not have friends. Few, but they had friends. Commonly other half-humans and species that were not human. The most common thing they shared was their ambitious and daredevil personalities. Jacinthe found herself and those that grouped with them going on wild escapades and causing chaos and mayhem, only to be lectured by their parents, squawking about how they already have the town’s watchful eye on them. They did not care, though, and continued with their shenanigans.

It would only get worse when Jacinthe’s mother strangely and mysteriously disappeared from the society. Jacinthe would only get more adventurous, which would pull them back in favor with their peers. They were good entertainment, and Jacinthe found herself on the outskirts of the popular people, which is truly what they wanted in the end. She found herself accepting outrageous dares in exchange for social acceptance.

### Present Life

It wasn’t until recently that Jac realized they were just a jester for them, fit to do their bidding and make them laugh. With this realization, Jacinthe grew more antisocial again and began fighting and cursing out those who begged them to do strange stunts. In a severely horrible fight in which Jacinthe broke their nose and got two other people landed in the infirmary, they realized they would have to do exactly what her mom supposedly did; skip town. As soon as they were out of the infirmary– which did not help much, considering the bias the town doctor and his team had against species not human– and packed their stuff up, ready to leave and likely wander for possibly the end of time. At least until they would reach a small village Astos that had a building with flags and such resembling the same symbols her mother had shown her all those years ago.