There is beauty in every disaster, friend,

if you are clever enough to find it.
We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way,

sudden appearances. lingering shadows. the scent of freshly-turned earth. long coats. dark gloves. well-worn boots. a conspirator's smile. eyes that are dark until they are not.it's kit, of course, and he is right where he needs to be.
who is kit?
ㅤname.ㅤ ㅤKit
ㅤage.ㅤ eighteen (ish)
ㅤheight.ㅤ 5'9"
ㅤgender/pronouns.ㅤ M | he/they
ㅤparent.ㅤ ㅤhermes chthonios
ㅤorigin.ㅤ ㅤcirque enigma
ㅤorientation.ㅤ aro-ace
ㅤfatal flaw.ㅤ wrath, cowardice
ㅤmotifs.ㅤ masks, scars, long shadows, hidden passages, the circus, cyclical stories, a mysterious stranger
He's been a runaway, a stagehand, an acrobat, a tailor, a messenger, a thief and a liar. Kit is a complete stranger with a familiar smile, appearing — so suddenly that it might as well be from thin air — only at the precise moment he is meant to.Kit is garbed in dark colours and embellished traveller's clothes, and always with a number of tricks up his sleeve. His face is a friendly mess of angular features on the verge of abandoning adolescence, punctuated by a strong, bony nose and a knowing smile that easily implies friendship, trouble, or both. Behind the facade and beneath all of the layers, he is simply a young acrobat marred with an incredible number of scars that have never quite healed the way that they should.Despite what he may have once hoped, Kit was never going to be the kind of man who is immortalised in his own story. He is destined to always be a side character, occasionally a narrator and eventually a tale spinner in his own right. He thrives around genuine heroes or anyone in an interesting set of circumstances, and has a unique way of helping them along their way in a manner they least expect.He's a friend, a mentor, an omen, or just someone to talk to — anything but the hero.
❝ ㅤ I, for one, would have been perfectly content to watch enraptured from the stalls... But, I won’t say no to a bit part!
- Hythlodaeus
and in the distance, there is music...
abilities and gifts
ㅤ DARKVISION ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ He has his father's eyes. ㅤ —— ㅤ He can see even in total darkness, but cannot discern colour without light. In the dark, his eyes are an iridescent green.ㅤ MEDIUMSHIP ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ The faces in the dark have been watching. ㅤ —— ㅤ The ability to see and talk to the spirits of the dead, and understand what they want or need.ㅤ ENHANCED SKILLS ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Gifts from an absent father. ㅤ —— ㅤ Kit is supernaturally gifted in the realms of travel, thievery, and acting as a psychopomp.ㅤ LEGENDARY AGILITY ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Always just out of reach. ㅤ —— ㅤ Not much of a distance runner, his father's speed is more often manifested as incredible dexterity and reflexes.ㅤ OMNILINGUALISM ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ What's in a language? ㅤ —— ㅤ Kit understands every story he has heard, regardless of the language. A practiced polyglot, with a shifting accent.ㅤ TRAVELER'S INTUITION ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ To go where one needs to be. ㅤ —— ㅤ An innate knowledge of whether he is going the right way, paired with incredible wanderlust.ㅤ SUBTERRANEAN TRAVEL ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Six feet under, more or less. ㅤ —— ㅤ This traveller wanders through the earth itself, often to destinations best left undocumented.
ㅤ SKILLS: ㅤ ㅤ ㅤacrobatics, knife fighting, aerial circus arts, stealth, cardistry, juggling, sleight of hand, sewing, lockpicking, throwing knives, cold reading, tailoring, infiltration, persuasion, pickpocketing, and navigation.
❝ ㅤ The easiest way to steal a man’s wallet is to tell him you’re going to steal his watch.
- Kaz Brekker
FACTS and rumors
○ Kit is known to wear gloves at all times, and is very loathe to remove them. They are customised to avoid hindering his dexterity and sleight of hand.○ He has lost every single duel or fight he has had in camp, and it is generally suspected that he is doing this on purpose.○ Kit is listed as seventeen in 2038, despite apparently being sixteen in 2035.○ Those who live in the woods have on more than one occasion seen him expelled from the ground, shaking and retching dirt.○ When his back was sliced open in a duel, he did not appear to feel it.○ Kit's accent shifts to 'fit in' based on who he is talking to, what language they are using, and where they are. He always sounds vaguely familiar, and his original accent is unknown.○ Kit is the recipient of an ancient and terrible curse.○ He chose to become an aerialist for the circus because it is by nature an art performed well away from other people.○ Kit is not yet aware that he is able to communicate with the dead, instead believing that a specific incident has caused him to lose his mind. He is currently under the impression that he is cleverly obfuscating his own insanity.○ He can reliably be found in the Arts & Crafts cabin, and if he is not mending or customising his own attire, he is often doing the same for others.○ Kit does not cry.○ The crown in his possession is an artifact from somewhere beneath the city of New Argos, though it was never actually reported as stolen.○ He was the counselor of cabin eleven, up until he very suddenly disappeared from camp. He answers no questions about this, and avoids the topic if it comes up.
❝ ㅤ They may be truths, they may be fictions. All I know is that the stories themselves exist and that I must tell them.
- Hoid