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Name: Iain Kress PB: Luck Gandor (Baccano) Age: 87 Apparent age: 31 Place of birth: Halsteinn Place of residence: Arcadia Gender: Male Height: 5'9" Eyes: Hazel Hair: Brown, fairly short Species: Walker Race: Orender Class/occupation: Horseman Family: Brannon Kress (father; deceased), Amabel Kress (mother), Isabel Kress (younger sister), Aneirin Maddox (older stepbrother) Religion: Arcanism Education: Complete 30 years at the Institute, 14 years at the Magics Academy Abilities: Spellcasting; particularly elemental and shielding Strengths: Magic, steady composure, lying Weaknesses: Getting in over his head when he should know better, caring too little about some things and too much about others, his leg Habits: Wandering aimlessly, drinking coffee, lying Hobbies: People-watching, getting to know the people in Arcadia Likes: Maklaf, hats, rain, knowing what’s going on around him Dislikes: Losing control, letting people do too much work for him, being made to look incapable History: Born into a family of well-to-do scholars, Iain was expected to get a good education and a job to support his mother and siblings, presumably as a professor, when his father died just after he was born. His ascent through the Youth Institute turned out to be fairly uneventful. He proved to have a remarkable talent in the magics but wasn’t very interested in them until he entered the Magics Academy. Still, Iain preferred to fight others on even ground, which generally meant that he often went without magic, even when he was losing. However, throughout his stay at the Academy, he—as his mother tended to put it—“got involved with the wrong crowd,” though this was no accident; getting involved with the wrong crowd implied that he didn’t know what he was getting himself into, and Iain knew exactly what he was doing from the very beginning. At first, his teachers at the Academy told his parents that he was intelligent but impulsive—typical delinquent behavior, they said—a young man who could be charming if he wanted to but usually didn’t bother with appearances. By the end of his first ten years there, most of them simply preferred to use the words “destructive” and “hopeless.” Near the end of Iain’s fourteenth year at the Academy, he landed himself in a vicious fight and was seriously injured by the time he overrode his own stubbornness in a flare of power that left the other person dead. (He incinerated his opponent, but to this day, he still has it chalked up as a loss due to his use of magic in a fight that, in his mind, wasn’t originally supposed to involve any. Having to use magic against someone who didn’t was a blow to his pride, though now he has no qualms about fairness or unfairness as long as the job gets done.) In no shape to move or run from the guard, he was roughly patched up and thrown into jail, where Arcas later found him. Personality: Contrary to the widespread belief that the horseman is not seen by the general public, Iain does, in fact, spend a considerable amount of time around the city. In public, he introduces himself as an alchemist and a former professor, offering up familiar lies whenever they are needed. As a person and a leader, he’s not overbearing or threatening or even remotely sinister, but it’s not so accurate to call him a “fake” so much as someone who’d rather be seen as relatively harmless and easy to get along with. Although normally a polite, passive individual, he will do whatever it takes to get what he wants. Granted, this is not particularly often, but he’ll play dirty and use every trick in the book (and every trick out of it) to accomplish his goals. Appearance: Usually dressed in a suit and tie and in casual-formal attire when he isn’t, Iain almost always appears tidy, not a wrinkle in his clothes or a hair out of place. He is seldom seen without his hat either perched on his head or held in his hand. Due to an injury (right leg) from the same incident that got him landed in jail years ago, he has a slightly odd gait. It isn’t quite a limp—just something vaguely “wrong” with the rhythm of his walk, but not so obvious because he shifts his weight to compensate. As a result, bystanders aren’t always able to pinpoint the problem or even notice it. Additional Notes: He can jog fine even though he avoids it because it makes him look like he’s in a hurry, but sprinting can be temporarily crippling.

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