- Messages
- 2,742
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Ebony 15" Essense of Phoenix Talon
- Age
- September 13, 2004 - April 26, 2026
Jaken, fully dressed in his regular black jacket and jeans, walked out in Obsidian Harbor. He was seventeen, and he was sure old enough to be outside by himself, at least, to his standards. The cold air did not seem cold to him. Jaken sighed, wondering if he should have left his hair long. His mind pondered on it, until he almost bumped into a small boy on the sidewalk. Jaken smiled at him, and continued walking.
He stopped and leaned against a building, and stared up at the sky, cloudy, indicating that snow was coming. It was just two days before his father would finish with the works at school, and he would be heading back to the Styx Manor. At times, he hated having such a big home, but then again, it wasn't nearly as big as the Zhefarovich Manor, which was twice the size of the Styx Manor. Jaken almost loathed his father and grandfather owning a business.
Sure, his entire family was wealthy, but the ones in the past did not get there honestly. They either cheated or killed for their money then. Jaken shuddered, knowing some of the history of his family. He didn't like it, but he still had his mother's side of the family. They were all nice and warm. Jaken snapped himself out of his thoughts, wondering why he was thinking of this now. Jaken's grey eyes went ahead of him, his massive height towering over almost all that passed him on the sidewalk. Jaken laughed silently, knowing that Chavdar, Asparuh, and Kalif were all taller than himself.
He stopped and leaned against a building, and stared up at the sky, cloudy, indicating that snow was coming. It was just two days before his father would finish with the works at school, and he would be heading back to the Styx Manor. At times, he hated having such a big home, but then again, it wasn't nearly as big as the Zhefarovich Manor, which was twice the size of the Styx Manor. Jaken almost loathed his father and grandfather owning a business.
Sure, his entire family was wealthy, but the ones in the past did not get there honestly. They either cheated or killed for their money then. Jaken shuddered, knowing some of the history of his family. He didn't like it, but he still had his mother's side of the family. They were all nice and warm. Jaken snapped himself out of his thoughts, wondering why he was thinking of this now. Jaken's grey eyes went ahead of him, his massive height towering over almost all that passed him on the sidewalk. Jaken laughed silently, knowing that Chavdar, Asparuh, and Kalif were all taller than himself.