Jamie is a slender, medium-sized aasimar with warm brown skin, pale silver eyes, and dark hair cut unevenly around their jaw. A faint celestial glow gathers around their irises when they cast spells, and a small constellation-shaped birthmark rests beneath their left eye. They dress in a well-worn scholar's robe beneath a dark travel coat, with hidden pockets sewn into nearly every seam. Their spellbook is bound in patched burgundy leather and secured with a lock they picked themselves.

Jamie is curious, irreverent, and intensely observant. They treat every mystery as an invitation and every rule as a puzzle that has not yet been solved correctly. Beneath their sarcasm is a genuine desire to protect outsiders from institutions that hoard power. Jamie is generous with practical help, but deeply uncomfortable with emotional intimacy.

Jamie Tea was born beneath an omen of falling stars, to a family that believed their celestial heritage demanded a life of virtue. Jamie found the expectation unbearable. They were fascinated not by sermons or heroic legends, but by locked reliquaries, forbidden grimoires, and the elegant logic behind magical wards. Their first act of burglary was meant to expose a corrupt collector who had purchased a stolen spellbook. Jamie kept the spellbook, sold the collector's jewels, and discovered that crime was an easier path to knowledge than respectable apprenticeship.