Sithree - Walking City Ref

Name: Sithree _{(which means “protective” in Hebrew)}

Species: Guardian Angel

Height: 7’1 with a lanky build

Likes: New things, nature-y things (anything Dad made), kids, singing, dancing, his floppy hat, good natured teasing, practical jokes, talking in funny cartoon voices, taking things apart (like mechs to see how it works or just to annoy others), talking with elaborate hand gestures, ordinate churches, hugs.

Dislikes: Evil, Sin, lies, Witchcraft, hexes, blasphemy, fallen angels (demons), bullies, being called ugly or judged based on his looks.

Personality: A lovable goofball, silly but charming.  Caring and sympathetic, very protective of [self] sentient life forms, and generally optimistic.  Overly inquisitive and lacks all personal space, yup he’s a hugger. 
Very intelligent but easily distracted and somewhat clumsy; if he’s helping you he’ll do it in some sort of roundabout way or at the very least with some flair.   He tries not to take anything too seriously but ultimately he does have a job to do…  He can be excitable but not usually impulsive, but he is very expressive and sidetracks a lot.
Sophisticated, flowery, and often sassy/sarcastic in speech. He’s a good listener if you can get him to shut up, and he usually gives good advice.
_{If I could cast an actor I might pick Jim Carrey}

Items:

The cane: sword.  Keeps it shoved into his cummerbund when not using it.  It can cut through pretty much anything (including the supernatural and magical).  Lights up with holy fire when he wants to use it full throttle, in non-angel (fallen or not) hands it’s just a regular sword.
The Monocle: Allows mortals to see into the spirit plane like he does.  He also just likes to look through it for fancy fun or use it as a magnifying glass.
Pocket Bear: Sometimes he talks to it and makes it talk back, refers to it as feminine.  It’s sentimental for some reason so he’d like to hang onto it. He keeps it in his hat or in the inside pocket of his coat.

Strengths:

Physically strong and durable. _{If it were not for the hex he’d be completely invincible but if the whole dang city fell on top of him… well it wouldn’t be good.} Go ahead and knock him around some, he’d probably laugh. 
Fast. Sithree has a tendency to pop in and out of places quickly, not lightning speed but enough to be annoying.  Good sense of direction.
Gift of tongues: He can speak any language in existence.  This is somewhat instinctive; if you have a Hispanic heritage then he might address you in Spanish until you respond in English, then he’ll switch over to English to match.
Angel eyes: the ability to see into the spirit realm.  This includes angels, demons, ghosts, and anything else “under the radar”.  Just by looking at you he could tell if you are possessed or have some sort of spiritual power (like a seer).
Strong faith, looks to see the good in the universe.

Weaknesses:

The hex: weakens him and limits much of his original angelic abilities.  He can no longer remain unseen, teleport, or blend in (appear more human) and some of his miracle/healing abilities have been lost.
Easily distracted and somewhat clumsy.
Any magic and magical items can hurt him.
Cares too much about others.
Will not lie, kill, or steal.
Doesn’t exactly give off the “trustworthy vibe”.

Misc:

-Surprisingly good singing voice.
-Being a spirit he doesn't have to eat or sleep.
-He’s got a real admiration for the arts, should it come up.
-Overdressed because it’s fun and fancy and you ought to look your best at your job.
-His eyes are supposed to look a little Asian, don’t know if I got that or not.
-He calls mortals/non-angelic or demonic persons “child”.  He will call other angels “brother” or “sister”.  Demons are generally called "it" or "thing".
-He gets upset if you don’t get his name right; which is a double standard because he likes to hash out nicknames to everyone and purposefully get them wrong to tease others. 

 _{If you ask him: Why is your mouth so big?  “From smiling too much”
 Why are your teeth messed up?  “Different does not imply ‘messed up’.”
Why are there dark circles under your eyes? “I haven’t gone home in quite some time, you try going that long with nary a respite.”
Where’d you get that scar?  “The war of course, dear child.”
What war?  “THE war.”}