Under most circumstances, Jiru is easy to get along with, if you don’t take him seriously. Naturally blunt, sarcastic, and humorous, the elf tends to be fairly light-hearted on the outside, and a wealth of snarky wit on the inside, hiding sentiment behind dry humor.
A natural extrovert and risk-taker, Jiru’s debilitating blindness has forced him to introverted habits, choosing precaution over risk, and peaceful solitude over lively company. He is not particularly patient by nature, and is easily dismayed by his own short-comings, likely to give up rather than push through the adversity.
Though perfectly capable of maintaining a lifestyle similar to that before his blindness, Jiru feels as though his lack of sight has disabled him completely; his fatalistic mindset perceiving a narrow future for the young elf.
Jiru has become detached from many aspects of life, though his loathing for the man who took his eyesight and destroyed his future carries him farther down the road to recovery than he believes.
They were betrayed though, by a fellow former slave, and in order to ensure the safety of his wife and son, Nirjiru’s father led those after them away, and to his eventual capture and subsequent death. Nijiru’s mother took him out of the city, and, due to the fact that she and her son were still being hunted by her former employer, she entrusted him to a clan of Dalish elves she encountered in her haste from the city. Though the elves were not too keen on accepting an unknown city elf into their numbers, the young child’s propensity for magic interested them, and so they vowed to accept him as one of their own.
Over the years, Jiru grew ever the spirited character living amongst the free elves. His knack for magic only grew stronger with him and free-hearted spirit turned him into a slightly troublesome youth. His hunger for knowledge of the world- of seeing it first-hand- became stronger. Much of the Dalish clan still considered him a city elf though, Jiru’s penchant for independent exploration and overall recklessness spoke to them a sense of individuality they perceived as unworthy of such unified Dalish characteristics.
As Jiru came of age, there was no ceremony, no vallaslin to adorn his face. Instead, he was given the responsibility of apprenticeship to the clan’s Halla Keeper. And then an illness befell their clan, and their Keeper was among the few that fell victim to its grave clutches. And so a new mage became Keeper, and this mage admired Jiru’s spirit and tenacity. He promoted Jiru to his First, and Jiru worked hard not to disappoint the man who granted him room to prove himself.
The new Keeper, unlike their former, had developed a habit of weakness upon traveling to the Fade, and in doing so, one night allowed himself to become host to what could have become an abomination. The clan tried to prevent him from going too far into the process, would have killed him in order to protect themselves, and to afford their Keeper an honorable death before he became a monster. Jiru ordered them to stand down, and, as their First, he had every right to do so. And they listened. Jiru believed he could bring their Keeper- the only man who had believed in him up until that point- back from where he had gone. And so he traveled into the Fade, and he was wrong. What had once been his Keeper was no longer, and now, the monster he’d become killed many members of Jiru’s clan before he was eliminated by a passerby Seeker. When Jiru came to, he was alone in darkness, for though he had come back from the Fade, he had not done so without consequences, and from him, his eyesight had been stolen. Jiru’s world pressed in on him from every angle, suffocating him. He couldn’t see. He couldn’t breathe. His heart was pounding like a hammer; he couldn’t hear. Until-
And then there was a voice. Low and strong. Confident, through experience. Like steel forged in fire. “Get up, elf.”
Steel cut through to him, and he did.
Three years later, Jiru spends his time acting as a village natural healer for a small town outside the Free Marches Since the incident, he’s learned to operate as a blind man in many ways, but has a long way to go.