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Jules by Railerat

Jules

Railerat

Name:
Jules
Age:
31
Gender:
Male
Height:
About 19h at the shoulder
Species:
Centaur (Draught/Draft)

This is Jules. He's a draught centaur and a soldier in the LAC, the Liberation Army stationed in Ca.

His philosophy is that if you’re going to wear a tacky Christmas sweater, you’d better wear one that irritates everyone else at least as much as it irritates you. If he’s going to suffer, everyone’s gonna suffer with him.

As mentioned, he's 19h at the HORSE shoulder, making him particularly large even for a draught centaur. Unfortunately for him, he lives in a modern setting, complete with elevators and the like that do not always accomodate his gigantic self. It’s equal parts embarrassing and a nuisance. Also hells of inconvenient. His least favourite thing is when bartenders cut him off way too early and he and his human buddies have to go slogging off to find another bar that will serve him enough to get appropriately pissed.

Onto the war in Ca:

The actual war in question is simultaneously ongoing and over, depending on who you ask. Jules is pretty sure it's not, because his country (not to mention a good portion of its continent) is still fighting, with little sign of actual resolution.

If you ask the politicians and media on Keir's continent, though, the war over there is over and the relevant people have been killed and now it's obviously a land of peace.

Go figure.

Jules himself is not a huge fan of the situation as it stands, not only because of the ongoing destruction and carnage but because this isn't what he wants to do with the rest of his life. Getting shot at is pretty exhausting, and frankly he'd like to see his country able to recover BEFORE every remaining structure of importance is levelled to the fucking ground.

He's pretty frustrated with the whole thing, politically speaking, but he's also serious about certain elements of the conflict itself. This is a driving character element for him. Shocking news: characters who get drunk and pick the most obnoxious sweater possible can still have mature points of view and complicated goals and motivations.

As a draught centaur, his role in his unit is a bit complex, but he's sort of an auxilliary lieutenant, or maybe second lieutenant. He's also sort of a living transport for things like heavier radio systems, extra ammunition, bomb detection paraphenalia, etc. Plus, he's capable of wielding weapons with much greater heft and recoil than humans, harpies, and the like.

I don't have a good conclusion for this character's description, so.

Art by Itsubun!

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