**Name:** Mitchell 'Mitch' Garmen

**Age:** 20

**Sex:** Male

**Appearance:** (No FC, unfortunately :/)
Mitch is a tall (6'6"), lanky fellow with an amount of muscle more suited for track than bodybuilding. His skin is a warm olive, indicative of Acadian lineage (not necessarily sun exposure), with a few moles and a few patches of discoloured skin, birthmarks that look like the pigment is just missing. There is one such patch on his neck, spanning from the top of his right collarbone all the way up to his right jaw joint. The other is on his left hip, about the size of a large hand. His eyes are a dull grey and his hair is straight and jet black, long enough to cover his ears and fall over his eyebrows. His left eyebrow has a notch in it. 

The most noticeable thing about him at present (aside from his height) would he the yellowish, fist-sized bruise on the left side of his face. It's healing. 

**Personality:** Mitch is a protective, gentle giant, with a good sense of humour and a somewhat quiet demeanour. He has a habit of fading into the background, even though his height does tend to make him an eye magnet in an unfamiliar crowd. He’s kind, tech savvy, and a good listener, valuing those who listen in return. 

**Flame color:** Invisible
Mitch's flame's name is Llehctim (pronounced Lechteem, with a soft *ch* sound. Think German). It doesn't speak, other than the occasional quip in quiet, incomprehensible whispers, sounding as if they come from many different voices. 

I'll probably be making little adjustments to this over the next few hours, I'll give a shout if anything big changes.