Max/Nestor

Personality
Max is a well-meaning person but he shoves himself in situations that aren't his to handle. His job is to get lost creatures back to their respective planes, so he's used to butting in. He himself is a library of knowledge (this is me saying he's a Fucking nerd). Savior complex. Observes everything, he regularly scares people by simply slipping into the room unnoticed. The worst person to vent to because he Will try to Fix Your Issues. Avid tea enjoyer.

Can be incredibly blunt when speaking to people, but he means well. Tough love but not in the abusive father way. Way too curious. Desensitized to magical creatures. Appears disconcertingly calm under pressure (he's not actually calm).

Appearance
Not incredibly tall, but appears taller because of his weird proportions (a lot of leg and neck). Hair is longer than typical male haircuts, almost a mullet with bangs but not quite, just long enough to put in a tiny ponytail. Square jaw, almond/square-ish shaped eyes, slight butt chin, nose has a bump in the middle, thin lips, beauty mark on right cheek, bushy n thin rectangular eyebrows, ears stick out a little.

Backstory
For some reason or another, when he was around twelve years old, he left home and his uncle on his work. His uncle worked in cartography, fixing old maps of small towns & selling work. There were some things he had to stay back for. Some "adult stuff" he had to do on his own. Nestor didn't mind.

One dry fall afternoon, he was sitting on the roof of a building in a town nearly identical to all the others, practicing sketching a map nearly identical to all the others. There was a church with a tall roof and intricate bell, tall heavy doors and colored windows. Something not identical to all the other churches he'd seen, however, was the smoke curling out of it.

Oh.

Climbing the steps, he heard his uncle from the inside yelling words he couldn't understand. He grabbed the heavy wooden door with both hands and threw it open, not noticing the warm handle. A wall of flames poured out.

By the time the ash settled and his uncle was taken away on a stretcher, the only thing left was an iron cross, a small bronze bell, and a leatherbound notebook - unscathed. It turns out his uncle's job was different than he thought.

He continued the family business (if you can even call it that) and now, along with mapping stuff out, he marks + fixes ripples/rips in the magic web and helps lost souls return to their realm (sometimes with force, not all souls are super chill). The fire from the church burned the left side of his face & arm. It caused him to go blind in his left eye. On his travels he offers to have the people he helps pay him in magic items instead of money or favors, and along the way he's built up quite the library of things - ranging from a magic bag of beans to a sword that glows with moonlight. He stores these in a room in the mansion accessible through the library. Among these items, he acquired a bionic eye that now replaces his left one, giving him his full sight back with some advantages. Mar upgraded it when he got to the mansion.