Devon Varkas Harleson - The Lost Guild

General Information
Name: Devon Varkas Harelson
Age: 26
Marital Status: Single
Are you From the Kingdom?: No
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Likes: He likes flowers in general; Likes drinking, making, and finding out different kinds of tea; Favorite color is green; Gardening; People with motivation; Outgoing people; Decorating; Dress-up; Antiques; Learning
Dislikes: He hates bright lights; Hard work;  The weak that don't do anything; Getting dirty without an excuse; Manual labor; Fighting; Loud noises; Religion; Getting hurt; Lizards
Weakness: He tends to take care too much about his appearance at times; He has Meniere's disease; He has a hard time fully trusting people;
Fear: The unknown, and dragons
Skills: Witchcraft; Cooking; Botany

Details
Rank: Witch/Merchant
Specialty: Apothecary
Race: 50/50 Hispanic-Asian
Height: 5'4" ; 162.6 CM
Weight: 130 lbs ; 58.9 KG
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Light brown that fade into red at the ends
Distinguishing Traits: A small chunk of his right ear is missing
Other Important Appearance Information:


Personal
What is their home like?: He lives alone in a building that's also his personal shop. He's an apothecary, so the front of his house is his shop where he sells various basic potions, medicine, herbs, and the like. It's not big, but it's a rather nice establishment he has made himself. The side of the building has a door that leads directly into his home. He lets others knock on the door whenever in case of certain emergencies.
Family Details: He has a mother, a dad and a step dad, and two older sisters(one five years older than him and another seven). They're all witches, and they belonged to the same coven. All deceased.
History: As a child, he was brought up as normal as you can get in a household full of witches. They lived in a town outside of the kingdom. He and his family lived  He was overall a silent child; watching from behind the scenes and learning as much as he can. When he became teenager, that was when his parents introduced him to the world of witchcraft. Without him knowing, his parents made him go through a sort of 'test' to see if he would be a suitable person to become a witch, and he passed without much of a problem. Taking an interest into this new society, he studied the best he could. He also became more outgoing than before, so he eventually made some friends with other kids his age. He was told sternly though, to keep the fact that he was a witch a secret, or there would be hell to pay. He didn't take it to heart, but knew the dangers of being found out from stories and rumors. As he got older, he didn't take his studies seriously, but he never ignored them either. As he got older, he was never really anyone special. He never stood out, never really fell in love. One day though, one of the town's hunters came back running, bloodied, empty handed and alone. He was unable to say anything legibly due to shock, but soon everyone found out. A dragon somehow had traveled onto the land, and seemed to be hungry too. Rushing straight towards the village, every man available took up arms to try to hold off the dragon as the women and kids were rushing towards an underground shelter. Devon though, ran home to find his family. Seemed like everyone was there, and they were all talking. The parents, concerned, put Devon and his sisters to sleep, before running off to confront the dragon with their magic. His sisters waking up before him, looked out to see the tail of the dragon with a large group of the dead. The dragon itself out of sight. Wandering around to find their parents, they found both of them dead, crushed inside a giant footprint. Everyone else, frantic and mourning, looked at the girls. Needing a person to blame, they blamed them both, after seeing their parents use magic. The villagers restrained the girls, and went to look for Devon. Devon, woken up by the girls' screaming, was startled by things being broken. A moment after, one of his sisters screamed in pain, stabbed through the heart. The remaining sister shouted for Devon to escape, hoping he would have awoken at that point, before being silenced herself. Not being able to believe it, he slowly moved away towards a secret cellar entrance underneath his bed. Going through a tunnel of sorts, he leaves to see he came out right outside the village, running away when he was spotted. He kept running, and was eventually lost, with nothing except the clothes on his back. He survived in the forest by himself for awhile, taking his time to grieve. He saw a bird that was on the ground, deciding to take care of it as a way to cope. Eventually getting over it, he returned to the edge of the forest to wander, and ended up in the kingdom, figuring he should start a life at the very least. He started working, and eventually set up his own shop, definitely keeping his secret to himself.

Pet
Name: Coco Harelson
Gender: Female
Type: Parakeet
How did you come to get this creature?: Devon found her during his stay in the woods. For a little bit, she fought back(biting off a chunk of his ear), but eventually gave in and was taken care of by him.
Appearance: Bright and colorful, she has a blue body. Her wings have feathers that get darker at the tip, and a white head with spots around the neck. Her beak is a shadow of yellow and her eyes are black with shades of red here and there.
Temperament: She's a sassy little bird. She can follow most instructions given to her, and will do so happily for Devon, but refuses to follow any other people's orders. If anyone tries to pet her, she'll start biting and then fly away, unless she's told to calm down by Devon, in which she'll reluctantly allow petting. She can talk and respond, but rarely ever does so unless she's close to somebody. Just for Devon though, she tries to bear with others. She's currently looking for a bird bachelor as well.
Relationship with Owner: Pet, Assistant