> 🜸 “Silence is not absence.
It is the shape of memory—folded and drifting.”
✦ ✦ ✦ IDENTITY FILE ✦ ✦ ✦
Full Name: Jovil ( ? ) San Jose–Grimmoire
Species: Nocturnal Fae (Lizard) × Owl Beastman
Gender: Non-Confirming (Feminine-presenting)
Affiliation: Diasomnia Student
Title: “The Isolated Wise Man” of Diasomnia
Familiar: Clawster – a snippy owl who guards her ink pens like treasure
Forget-Me-Knot – Paper-based knowledge transfer. When a paper talisman touches someone, Jovil can give them information—at the cost of losing that knowledge from her own memory.
✦ ✦ ✦ PERSONALITY SNAPSHOT ✦ ✦ ✦
A soft-spoken ghost of the past, Jovil rarely speaks at all—her voice lost to her own magic. She communicates through whistles, chirps, gestures, or scribbled notes in her pocket-worn journal.
Jovil is not cold—just quiet. Gentle but distant. Awkward but deeply observant. Her kindness feels like autumn wind: unseen, but always brushing past you.
> 🕯️ “She never says much. But you’ll feel it when she knows you.”
✦ ✦ ✦ ABILITIES + FLAWS ✦ ✦ ✦
• Silent and Agile (especially aerial)
• Strategic and Inquisitive
• Skilled with Paper Magic, Espionage, and Melee Defense
• Cannot Perceive Glass (seriously—owls)
• Isolates when overwhelmed
• Avoids physical affection like it's contagious
✦ ✦ ✦ PAST + PURPOSE ✦ ✦ ✦
Jovil was born from a political union—a cage in satin lace. Her mother, Agathe, ensured she was a “planned asset,” while her father remained a Absent yet Bitter presence she grew to loathe.
Jovil joined Queen Malenoir’s military to escape that life, becoming a gifted but haunted member of Lilia’s Intelligence Unit. As her rank rose, so did her sacrifice—overusing her Unique Magic until her voice and memories frayed like old thread.
Now, per Lilia’s guidance, Jovil studies at Night Raven College: part babysitter to Malleus, part amnesiac trying to relive a childhood stolen by war.
> ✦ “She carries rose-thorns in her pocket and forgets why they’re bleeding.”
✦ ✦ ✦ RELATIONSHIPS – DIASOMNIA ✦ ✦ ✦
Title in her notes: “Lightning Bug King”
Malleus finds Jovil comforting—not in words, but in stillness. He often joins her for wordless walks or shares glowing flowers with no explanation. She, in turn, leaves pressed herbs or weathered notes where she knows he’ll find them.
> ❝ Thunder doesn't scare her. That makes her precious. ❞
Title in her notes: “Commander Bat”
He trained her. He watched her break. Now he watches her rebuild. Jovil doesn’t laugh at his jokes, but she always chirps after them. A sign of respect. She doesn't call him father—but he acts like one when no one’s watching.
> ❝ I once taught her war. Now I teach her how to laugh again. ❞
Title in her notes: “Sleeping Prince (maybe real)”
They often nap near each other in the garden. Silver once woke up to find a paper bird with his dream folded inside it. Jovil doesn’t explain things, but she leaves behind moments. They understand each other in silence.
> ❝ She whispers like wind. That’s all I need. ❞
Title in her notes: “Yelling Lizard (might be kin)”
Sebek cannot handle how unbothered Jovil is by everything. She doesn’t salute, forgets formalities, and once called him “Sir Barkscale.” Yet… he now leaves small supplies for her “unofficially,” like bandages or enchanted candies.
> ❝ SHE IS A MENACE TO LORD MALLEUS’S DIGNITY—
…why is there soup on my desk? ❞
✦ ✦ ✦ LITTLE HABITS ✦ ✦ ✦
🦉 Sleeps in trees when anxious.
🍬 Chews honey candy when nervous (Malleus restocks it).
🖋️ Writes poetry in three languages—one of them only she understands.
🌸 Hums lullabies she doesn’t remember learning.
🪞 Walks into glass constantly. Doesn’t believe it’s her fault.
📜 Uses origami cranes to pass notes across the school.
> "Somewhere between a cryptid and a sweetheart."
Maaya Sakamoto (think Shiki Ryougi or Crona) – soft, distant, whispery with surreal detachment.
Erika Lindbeck (Cassie Cage, Futaba Sakura) – muted tone with dreamlike pause; like she’s half in the spirit realm.
Note: She rarely speaks at all—so when she does, her voice often sounds foreign to even herself.
- Slanted cursive with very thin strokes
- Writes in vertical columns when emotional
- Likes doodling feathered creatures in page corners
- Uses black or green ink exclusively
- Favors pressed leaves as bookmarks and occasionally leaves post-its with small pressed petals inside for people she cares about (even if she doesn’t sign them)
- Favorite Tea: Peppermint + Basil (for clarity)
- Favorite Food: Sticky rice with tamarind jam (nostalgic)
- Favorite Texture: Smooth parchment or polished stone
- Favorite Scent: Thunderstorm air & candle wax
- Dislikes: Slimy textures, overly sweet foods, perfumes with alcohol base
- Chirps like a bird when startled (involuntary).
- Can sense emotional “aura shifts” in a room but often misinterprets them (e.g., assumes rage is hunger).
- Sleeps with her face hidden under a cloth or mask (a habit from war days).
- Keeps acorns and small bones in her pocket for "blessing rituals" no one understands.
- Mistakes vending machines for enchanted shrines.
- Will follow a shiny object for absurd distances.
- Collects people’s forgotten things and returns them weeks later—gently cleaned and tied with ribbon.
◆ STAFF OBSERVATION NOTES
(confidential, internal NRC circulation only)
> "Her sense of fashion is… tragic. Combat boots and embroidery? Haute warcore? But she’s respectful, turns in papers on time, and uses unironically perfect calligraphy on spellcraft reports.
Still, I swear she put herbs under my chair once."
> "A very curious case. Her magical theory essays often include diagrams I can’t trace to any known textbook, and yet they work. Lucius seems to like her, though I’ve caught her giving him origami birds.
Possibly an ancient soul. Possibly just awkward."
> "Ah yes, Lady Jovil—an exemplary student! …I think.
Wait—has anyone actually confirmed she attends classes? She submitted something yesterday by… carrier owl?
Nevertheless, a mysterious delight. I admire her ability to haunt the school without dying once!"
> "Oooohoho, now this one's got old magic in her bones. She buys gravewax, dream filters, and anti-memory-loss powder in bulk. I don't ask why.
She once paid me with an ancient locket that showed my late grandmother in it. …I still accepted."
> "STUDENT REFUSES TO PARTICIPATE IN STANDARD PHYSICAL TRAINING.
However! Extremely agile, leapt 12 feet into a tree when startled. Displays predator-level reflexes. Suspect she may be part owl. Encouraged to join track team. Denied.
" To maintain a Memory, is as Powerful as a Curse "