Arthur

Arthur, stress on "a". Calligraphic handwriting, writes with a pen. Tales appear in his magic book, sometimes he makes up his own. Knows tales of different nationalities, from different countries and peoples. A bag of dust, sleeping powder. His abode: A small room, he sits in the middle of it on a blue leather ottoman. The room also has jars with fireflies, it looks very empty, there are artificial stars hanging on the ceiling, the background of the room is space. Appearance: Boy, brown hair and brown eyes, unremarkable looks like an ordinary person, honey voice, dressed in a blue jacket similar to a cloak, a long collar with a button on top. Hair shines as if the stars themselves are entangled in it. Soft facial features. A calm look and a sly smile. Character: mysterious, secretive, judicious, strict, intelligent, esthete, neat, thrifty, boring, calm. You can get to his abode after some kind of shock: insomnia, something emotional like depression, trauma, if a person behaved badly. He gets gloomy from uncomfortable questions, for example, he doesn’t like questions about himself, don’t try to find out more about him. Quote: "I'm here to entertain people with my tales, not to open my soul." Wears rings, a new one every time. On his neck he wears a pendant with a miniature golden key, it opens the door to his other territories: the garden, his rooms, etc. His hobbies are astrology and fairy tales, plants. Sometimes walks through people's dreams for inspiration. Sleepwalker.