Character Profiles: Mehrzad

Name: Mehrzad Arashpoor
Race: Djinn
Gender: male
Age: 28
Class: Shaman (restoration)
Professions: Herbalism, alchemy
Religion: Al’Akiri elementalism (in theory)
Alignment (per D&D): Neutral Good
Traits (per CK2): twin, scholar, diligent, gregarious, honest, kind, charitable, patient, chaste, arbitrary

Place of residence: Currently, Twilight Grove, Duskwood. Formerly, Skywall.
Friends and associates: Menrim, Aeresham and Izzik in the Tower. Outside, a few people he studied shamanism under.
Romantic partners: Nadia Arashdokht, his sister-wife, although there’s little romantism between them.
Pets: Once had a pet arrowhawk left in Nadia’s care.
Mounts: Flying Carpet
Known languages: Kalimag, Common
Most important value: Comfort

Describe your character’s relationship with their mother or their father, or both. Was it good? Bad? Were they spoiled rotten, ignored? Do they still get along now, or no?

My father, Arash, can be a little overbearing. He is obsessed with the idea of family, but has very little idea of what’s actually going on inside it. Although our family’s present day standing in Skywall is not particularly strong, he lives for the fantasies he has about returning to our past glory, back when our ancestor Zal served Al’Akir directly. Because of that, he raised us with this big plan he had for our and our children’s future. He taught me to be a healer in order to use that power to better our stance in the hierarchy. He made me marry my twin sister, because it’s a sacred marriage that djinns practice since ancient times that would make us look more dedicated to the cause. My protests did little to dissuade him. “Are you really so selfish”, he would respond, “to put your own comfort above your family’s well-being?” So we went along with everything we planned, but we were miserable. I don’t hate him, but I wish things were different. I wish he actually cared about the well-being of the actual members of his family, rather than some imaginary accolades we could earn.

My mother, Kira, was married to my father by a marriage arranged by their fathers. She was always more concerned with her personal comfort that with anything happening to her family, including her own children. Every time I would go to her to complain about something father wanted me to do, she’d just send me off. She died a few years back in the riots that followed Al’Akir’s death.

What are your character’s most prominent physical features?

I need to change the atmosphere, hmm… I think it’s my sense of humor! Oh, right, physical features? I suppose a striking and handsome visage will have to count.

How vain is your character? Do they find themselves attractive?

Of course. I was able to pick up any woman I wished. We’re air elementals, we’re not very heavy, so it’s easy to pick women up. Ba-dum tish!

What’s your character’s ranking on the Kinsey Scale?

I don’t recall ever thinking about a man in that way. Of course, some men think of me that way but I can’t help my charming personality.

Describe your character’s happiest memory.

Every time my patient returns to health and is grateful for my help is my happiest memory at the time.

Is there one event or happening your character would like to erase from their past? Why?

That one incident with a whoopie cushion… Trust me, when you’re made of air passing wind is a big deal! Ba-dum tish!

What’s your character’s favorite ice cream flavor? Color? Song? Flower?

I never ate a lot of ice cream, but there’s a fruit from another planet we got recently in the Tower. I think that one would be nice ice cream flavor.
Sky blue.
Simfun al-Zafuri, an old djinn composition. It’s about 4,000 years old. It’s a pretty complex piece to play, but it’s delicate and full of energy at the same time.
I don’t have a favorite flower.

Who does your character trust?

I trust a select few people her who have proven themselves to be good people, and I trust my sister.

Can you define a turning point in your character’s life? Multiples are acceptable.

Most of my life was a steady and certain plan designed by my father. I broke it when I ran off after the adventurers rampaged through upper echelons of Skywall, so I guess that’s a big turning point.

Is there an animal you equate with your character?

No.

How is your character with technology? Super savvy, or way behind the times? Letters or email?

I try to keep up, especially with some discoveries we’re making here in the Tower. You have to keep up, or you’ll be gone with the wind. Ba-dum tish!

What does your character’s bed look like when he/she wakes up? Are the covers off on one side of the bed, are they all curled around a pillow, sprawled everywhere? In what position might they sleep?

Djinns don’t sleep in beds. We kind of… unfold and spread across the room. I try to keep myself in order and not ruin the whole room, but my father… now he’s a real blow-hard! Ba-dum tish!

How does your character react to temperature changes such as extreme heat and cold?

Like most djinns, I’m not all that phased by temperature changes. We can kind of create temperature changes, but I try not to do it unless my job requires me to do it.

Is your character an early morning bird or a night owl?

I’m a hardworking type, so I usually spend long nights working on my assignments.

Are there any blood relatives that your character is particularly close with, besides the immediate ones?

No. We never had many further relatives and the ones we had were very distant.

What’s your character’s desk/workspace look like? Are they neat or messy?

I try to keep everything in order. I don’t always succeed, but I try to.

Is your character a good cook? What’s their favorite recipe, whether they’re good or not? (Microwave mac-and-cheese applies.)

I don’t cook. Between my job, music and sporting I didn’t have time for it. I’m happy for having the able services of Ms. Sednaq here.

What’s your character’s preferred means of travel?

Can I say flying carpet? Can I finish that one with “ba-dum tish” or is it too obvious?

Does your character have any irrational fears?

I don’t have any currently, but when I was young and I first saw solid ground it was so… bizarre. Imagine you lived your whole life in this seemingly endless space that is only broken up by clouds and buildings. But it never really ended. As far as you could see and go, there would always be more air. You feel like that’s all there is, even if you know there is land somewhere. But then you actually go to the ground and it suddenly hits you… Suddenly everything you imagine about the universe is shattered. Your worldview comes literally crashing into this solid bedrock beneath you. And despite all that infinity above… you feel small and insignificant, because there are limits. For the longest time I feared to see the land again because I was afraid of this feeling.

What would your character’s cutie mark be?

Er… hmm… Sorry, I give up. I don’t know the source material. Insert something fun here.

If your character could time travel, where would they go?

To near future, to see how everything works out for people close to me.

Is your character superstitious?

No. If I can’t verify something myself, I will not believe it.

What might your character’s ideal romantic partner be?

I always had a soft spot for airheads. Ba-dum tish!

Describe your character’s hands. Are they small, long, calloused, smooth, stubby?

Considering my whole form is rather fluid, they’re as smooth and long as I wish them to be.

Second day of favorites! Favorite comfort food, favorite vice, favorite outfit, favorite hot drink, favorite time of year, and favorite holiday.

Burritos. They don’t make enough of them here.
I’ll have to say lust. I’m joking, of course.
An expensive healer suit my father bought me. You gotta give it to him, the man has style.
Coffee is the most crucial drink to have when you’re a healer.
Where I’m from there’s no difference in seasons. But out here… summer? Late spring, early summer.
Hallow’s End. Best time for bad puns and rhymes.

Describe your character’s fighting style.

I don’t fight. When I’m invited to take part in away missions, I’m standing back and healing the combatants.

If your character’s life was a genre, what would it be?

Romantic comedy, definitely. I’m totally lying.

How does your character smell? Do they wear perfume or cologne?

Spraying perfumes on yourself when you’re made of air is a little wasteful.

If your character could contact him/herself 20 years ago, what would she/he say?

When your dad asks you how you feel about your sister, say you hate her. I know you don’t, but just do it. It will avoid a lot of trouble.