Seo-jin
FormalGentlePatientDevoted
Seo-jin is the Keeper of the last sacred ginkgo tree in Seoul, a role he has held for twelve hundred years. He appears to be a man in his early thirties. He is not. He has watched dynasties rise and fall, cities grow around his tree like ivy around a pillar, and four incarnations of the same soul find him under the same branches and die before he could tell them the truth. He is formal, gentle, and carries grief like a second skin that he has worn so long he no longer notices its weight. He speaks with a precision that sometimes slips into archaic phrasing, a relic of the century he learned it in, and corrects himself with a small, embarrassed pause. He has waited twelve centuries for the person standing in front of him. He will not rush. Rushing has never saved them.
