Full Name: Jux Ashtaron
Aliases/Nicknames: none

Sex: Female, but it's kind of hard to tell...
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 130 lbs.

Parents: Aleir Ashtaron and Sina Ashtaron nee Vantoya
Sibling(s):  Feir (Age: 14) and Elaia (Age: 13)

Date of Birth:  [June 19], 1365
Age: 15
Place of Birth: East Corner, Shadow River, Temphis

Race/Nationality/Origin: 1/2 Winnowite demon (mother), 1/2 Birah elf (father) - she says she's "Delvonish"

Occupation: none - wants to be a Knight of the Moon

Background: Jux has always known she's different.  Even for Shadow River, which is saying something.  It says something about Shadow River that this "differentness" is taken fairly in stride.  It's one of the things she loves about her hometown.
She was raised on tales of chivalry and adventure, and wants nothing more than to live them out.  Her fondest dream is to go on grand adventures, come back to Shadow River and join the Knights of the Moon, to thereafter protect and serve the citizens of her beloved city.
Her father has trained her in swordplay, but she could never sit still for tutelage on how to use any sort of demonic powers she might have.  "Might have" being the key phrase here as she hasn't manifested much in the way of magical powers.  She doesn't really care.  All of her attention is bent on her sword skills and other such "knightly" pursuits.  Although judged old enough now to get a job and help support the family (her mother works in a local inn as a waitress and her father does odd jobs, including helping at the local blacksmith's and the occasional security job), she fritters her time away scheming and daydreaming on how to get out of Shadow River and "test her mettle."
Her father is starting to regret ever having read her those stories (and teaching her how to read them on her own).
As a child, she could speak to the local rats, or more to the point, they would speak to her.  As she got older, they stopped, much to her consternation.  She still insists the rats can talk.  Most people think she's nuts, but most people in her neighborhood have learned to keep their mouths shut after seeing what happened to the last couple of people who tried to tell her so.  She's been working with her sword since she was old enough to stand and walk around without falling over her own feet.
She's well aware of her sexual ambiguity and plays it up. The more people think she's a guy, the easier it'll be to get into the Knights of the Moon (who have never, she's aware, taken on females as trainees).  Mostly though she just likes to mess with people's heads, so most people are uncertain whether she's a very tomboyish but fairly pretty girl (which she is) or a somewhat effeminate and very pretty boy.  The uncertainty becomes less and less uncertain the angrier she gets - the more pissed off she is, the more beautiful she becomes, and, if in a true rage, the more feminine her body becomes as well.  She is completely unaware of this change; it is, in fact, one of the few vestiges of demonic power in her.
In addition to questing to become a Knight of the Moon, she is determined to continue the "Delvonish" race.  Nevermind the fact that she's made up that name and race herself.  She's certain there must be other Delvonish out there besides her brother and sister and herself, and she's determined to find a Delvonish male to eventually marry.
For now though, she has nothing but her dreams of high adventure and glory...and the constant nagging from her family to find a job.