The One Who Can Talk To The Butterflies

Graceson Luiza, Grace, Lord Luiza.

Male, he/him.

Thinks that he is 18, is actually 19 years old.

120 lbs.

5'3"

Light auburn.

It's naturally wavy and falls to around his chin. He normally keeps it down, though sometimes he pulls it up in a little poof on his head if he's doing something particularly difficult or worthy of attention. It's usually very dirty and greasy and stringy.

None. He's very adamant about keeping his face clean.

Purple.

Human.

Light brown and tanned from years in the sun.

Really skinny, painfully so. It's very obvious that he's been on the edge of starving for a long time.

Freckles all over his face, shoulders, and back. A birthmark in the shape of a tree on his left shoulder.

Wears whatever he can find, usually pants, a shirt, jacket, and a scarf paired with falling apart boots.

Roundish face with sharp angles and a sharp jawline. Hollow cheeks from lack of food.

He always walks very purposefully (because if you look like you belong, no one will question you). Instantly on-guard whenever anything new is presented.

He wants to have a decent life.

Extremely defensive when it comes to the magical underground. He's secretly glad he's the only person who can interact with it.

All students (especially those studying magic or something else fancy) are stuck-up assholes.

Pretty good at running. Has an absolutely amazing memory almost to the point of it being photographic. Amazing whistler.

He likes doing card tricks, both because they're fascinating and also because he can scam people out of money with them.

He's pretty private and always puts himself first. He doesn't care for laws or social conventions that get between him and what he wants/needs. Is carefree with those he trusts and cares for, but usually pretty guarded and gruff. He much prefers the magical underworld, as he calls the witches and wizards and glass butterflies, over the regular world. Very possessive over the things he has, whether that be friends/allies or possessions. He's not afraid to be confrontational.

Because he was introduced to the old people and the butterflies so early, he was able to see and talk to them, in the butterflies' case.

Queer, though he doesn't really think about it much. Doesn't really have time or a reason to.

Talking to the old people, glass butterflies, summer, roaming the streets, the ocean, feeling special, fresh-baked bread (always a treat if he can get his hands on some), card tricks.

Rain, new things, people acting like know-it-alls, most merchants, all AOE students, celery.

He talks short and to the point, usually in a very casual diction. He was a medium-low tone of voice.

"What?"

No, he doesn't see the point.

He's prayed to a lot of gods, since each witch and wizard seems to have their own set of gods they believe in.

He doesn't think about that.

Card trick scammer.

He can't choose. Any color of glass butterfly works for him.

He likes bread.

The pair of earrings that he's had since he was a baby. They're little golden studs in the shape of tiny, 6-pointed starbursts.

Magic, if he has to fight someone.

Butterfly.

None.

The wizards always celebrated it on the day Greg found him, the 9th of Ravenspace, 2146. His actual birthday is the 12th of Boarstime, 2145.

He was taught to read and write by the wizards, and knows a lot about the city and wizard/witch magic.

He was born as the first child of the Luiza family. His father had just become the chancellor of the city, much to the anger of his rival. His rival was so angry, in fact, that he hired some people to kidnap the chancellor's newborn, both to get a ransom and to scare him and his husband to reconsider their position. By the time the plan was pulled off, he was about 7 months old. The kidnappers grabbed him and took him to the rival's hideout. Upon seeing him, however, the rival was overcome with rage and decided they didn't need the money. They left Garnet by the docks, where they were sure no one would find him until he was dead. Unfortunately for them, the docks were where the Gang of Greg always hung out, and they found Garnet before it was too late. Greg, not having much experience with children and also slightly panicking, called a meeting of every single witch and wizard in the city, which was really quite a lot if you thought about it. No one volunteered to care for him all on their own, so they decided that they would all raise him together. He learned a lot of stuff from them, and although he usually didn't have enough to eat, he wasn't starving very often.

He learned a lot of wizard and witch magic, such as how to make charms and brew potions and all that. He was also taught offensive spells, though he doesn't use them much because he doesn't really want to.
His magic is controlled by gestures and whistles.