Description: Jude was a man of average height, the life of a soldier granting him a well muscled physique. Broad shoulders, a narrow nose and full lips would make him handsome if it were not for the chilly atmosphere around his persona. His hair blonde held naturally seeming to stand at ends, something which most tended to find hard to believe, instead thinking he used grease or some other hair product to bring about the affect. His left socket was bare of an eye, though it held firmly the gem which were given to soldiers once they graduated the academy. Constantly held behind an eye patch so as not to reveal immediately his profession, most thought him blind. His right socket revealed the natural color of his eyes, a gentle blue which softened slightly his otherwise hard features. Besides the normal uniform of a simple soldier, he wore a pendant, fashioned in an even cross, outlined in shades of dull gold and red, it held no real glamor. Poorly made, ridges could be seen from the bashing it received during his own years at the academy. Not without scars from such a place, they none the less were hidden by his day-to-day attire.

Personality: A calm, gentle man of simple tastes, he was well liked by most upon first impression. Possessing an articulate speech-pattern, he dazzled women with his casual charms. Not a flirt by heart, he did none the less know how to make an old crone feel twenty again, his words and action always mixing well with the environment. At odds with his personality, however, he constantly seemed to be on edge about something. It lay within his voice, the way he occasionally glanced at the clock as if waiting for something. Once or twice, having been discovered shivering or sweating madly. Those being the worst cases, otherwise only those who have known him for years would notice the subtle anxiety. Due to his manners which, combined with his way of speaking, most confused him for a noble of some varity or sort. This however, does nothing but aid him in the rather frequent assignment as a guard to rich members of society. Somehow they preferred his dialect which so resembled their own than the street-lingo or military speech others took to pride.

• Journeymen: The Seventh Star