<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/BSjU1H9.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jasper Hulfort<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Lumberjack and Woodworker<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong>Pansexual<br/><strong>Ons:</strong>Cuddling, Carrying, Flirting, Teasing, Oral, Sex in the Wilderness (and more)<br/><strong>Offs:</strong>Scat, Piss, Poor Hygiene, Torture<br/><strong>Favorite Mode of Attack:</strong>Jasper has no defined fighting style, but shows plenty of promise and is quite eager to show it. He's decent enough in a fight from all the bar fights he's gotten himself into over the years, definitely isn't something he likes to advertise. He also tends to be a bit showy about it, almost like he's fighting for onlookers.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Hatchet Man</span>- When Jasper arms himself, he does so with a pair of trusty hardwood hatchets. Poor for cutting but nice at bonking, they're great for giving the opposition splitting headaches.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Center of Attention</span>- A loudmouth and boisterous through and through, he'll usually shout things that would make even the most composed person want to crack him in the jaw, keeping their attention on him. This usually contributes more to his continued incurring pain, but better him than others, right?<br/><br/><strong>Height:</strong>6'4<br/><strong>Build:</strong>Tall, built like a rock.<br/><strong>Description:</strong>Wild and untamed blonde hair with blue eyes. Rough, cream colored skin that bears more than a small amount of scars and bruises. Pearly whites that are arguably one of the only features on his body that haven't been damaged in some way, and enough muscle tone to make him eligible to be on call for surprise birthday party gifts for the willing. Can dress in normal clothing, but tends to be seen in more exposed leathery armors for ease of movement while out gathering wood.<br/><strong>Personality :</strong>Boisterous, happy-go-lucky, and rather optimistic even when down on his luck. It's rare to see him without a smile on his face... Or an injury on his body. He's seems quite prone to being injured, especially when volunteering to help others. A person most likely to be voted an idiot and<em>not</em>take offense to it.<br/><br/><strong>Story:</strong>Born a resident from a far-off forested village, Jasper is the only child of his family, though hardly seemed to mind this growing up. His mother left at an early age for someone of greater wealth, leaving his father to raise him for some time among residents of the village. However, his father eventually disappeared one day while fetching lumber for the village and no one seems to know why... Or rather, some were not comfortable explaining why. Despite this, Jasper was raised with a positive outlook, and as long as no one erected a gravestone for either of his parents, he knew they were probably out there somewhere in the world. Over the years, he began to take an interest in his father's work and started to get into lumberjack duties and general woodworking.<br/><br/>In this way, he gave back to the village that raised him and made friends among those native and foreign to the quaint settlement. Tales of adventure from outside often passed his ears as he hung out at the local tavern, and before long, Jasper found himself wanting to go beyond the village to see the outside world for himself. One adventurer was helpful in pointing out the distant village of Amberdale as a good place to start and, once he'd packed up his tools and said his goodbyes to everyone, set out to leave his mark on the world and seek to cut down down trees in distant lands to help people. In limited amounts, of course, deforestation<em>sucks.</em><br/><br/>However, no one told him the trip to Amberdale could be a dangerous one, and so the trip there had not been entirely pleasant. His first night camping saw him run afoul of giant spiders, arguably number one of his list of things he doesn't like. The second night saw his bag get stolen by bandits while he was distracted with a rather cute pair of twins (He never learned they were also working with the bandits, alas), and by night three, his attempt to bathe caused him to get pranked by lake fairies who stole his clothes. He was thankfully able to reclaim his underwear, but not before offending a couple hiking through the woods, who finally pointed him to the direction of Amberdale once it was clear he wasn't some creepy pervert flashing passerbys to get his rocks off.<br/><br/>And so after three, misfortune days, Jasper finally made it to Amberdale with little more than the cloth on his hips, hitting up the local Inn and Tavern for work opportunities. He was thankfully given proper clothes before being allowed to work, although his first earning went toward paying for these clothes. After that day Jasper has properly settled into life at Amberdale, putting his dream of adventuring in the world on hold until he could support himself better. He's taken a fancy to many of the residents of Amberdale, but feels he's yet to have met all of them.<br/><br/><strong>Extra:</strong>Has an unspoken fear of anything with more than four legs.<br/><br/><strong>Player: Gardsorm</strong>