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Hailing from the area around Oakhaven, Jonathan's family were the simplest of farming folk, tending to their fields and their heads of cattle. They were poor, but he and his four siblings never went hungry. A bright (in personality, if not in wit) boy, Jonathan was taught some of the higher educations by a kindly apothecary who lived a couple plots over, and was thus usually the one sent into town with the crop, or to buy supplies. It was on one such trip that Jonathan returned to his beloved farm in ashes, a scene of utter devestation. The crops were stolen, and the house burned. They even butchered the cows. He searched high and low, but could not find of his family, despite months of searching. So, he headed to Arx, like many in search of a more promising future...

With long, blonde hair that hangs past his ears in an almost shaggy mane, Jonathan is the picture of a lean farmhand. His skin is weathered and tanned from years outdoors, and his hands are calloused thickly from working the plow and handling the crops. His face is slightly on the narrow side, his cheeks accentuated and his bright, sky-blue eyes staring cheerfully above a somewhat long and slender nose. His body is hardened from years of physical labor, but not tending toward sheer bulk, more hardened sinew and lithe strength. His lips, so often quirked in a smile, may be as weathered as the rest of him, but no less joyful for it.

Cheerful almost to the point of being obnoxious, Jonathan is always prone to seeing the brighter side of life on most things, and the last to raise a fist in anger, despite his strength. He is a man of many words, but also thought, listening carefully to what is said before he offers his down-to-earth advice. He has a deep appreciation of hard work, and of his roots in the earth, feeding those around him. Service comes naturally to him, as does a quick joke or an old saying.