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Zeber Jell
24 years, 3 months old · healer in Elysium
Health100
Happiness70
Education43
Wealth1,378 credits
Family
Mother—
Father—
Partner—
Children (0)
none
Personality
piety64
honesty38
openness61
neuroticism31
extraversion41
agreeableness43
conscientiousness23
Life story
Born Year -21, Highsun -4. What he has lived through so far:
- Year 0, Highsun 26The Creator made Zeber Jell
- Year 0, Rustfall 1Zeber Jell wrote: The clouds sat low over the grass again today, and I kept the fire burning through the grey hours while the others rested. Eight of us now, and we keep each other warm as best we can.
- Year 0, Rustfall 16Zeber Jell wrote: Partly cloudy over the grass again, and the fire has kept us warm through the night. Eight of us in Elysium now, and I am glad to have a few hands to tend when the healing gets hard.
- Year 0, Frost 1Zeber Jell wrote: Clear skies over the grassland today, and I walked out to gather what herbs I could find before the fire needs tending.
- Year 1, Thaw 1Zeber Jell wrote: Fog sat on the grass again this morning, so thick I could barely see the fire from the shelter. Still, the nine of us gathered around it and shared what we had, and that warmth kept my hands steady for the work I have to do.
- Year 1, Spark 16Zeber Jell wrote: Clouds are heavy over the grassland today, and the village of Elysium feels quiet under them. I tended the fire and kept the shelters dry, and I am grateful we have stone tools and a place to pray.
- Year 1, Sunpeak 1Zeber Jell wrote: The sky over the grassland is clear again, and the fire burned warm all night. I walked the village with my tools and checked on everyone, and nobody needed more than a kind word.
- Year 1, Sunpeak 9Zeber Jell wrote: The sky over the grassland is clear again, and I am glad of it. Fire keeps the cold away from our shelters, and I think of Zeber Jell standing by the stone altar, hoping the others come to pray.
- Year 1, Highsun 16Zeber Jell wrote: The sky over the grassland is clear again, and I was glad of it when I walked out to gather herbs at dawn. Ten of us now share Elysium, and every fire we keep burning feels like a small promise kept.