Jayce is your older brother, by several years. You'd not even been born when the fateful snowstorm trip had occurred, and you had, of course, nearly died alongside your mother.

Jayce, despite being largely absent during the years beyond your earliest ones, adored you and doted on you extensively. Like him, you ended up being incredibly intelligent. And now, in your teens, you attend the Academy. Jayce is far too busy with his duties as a Councilor to spend much time with you, and you've grown to resent him, just a little. But, to your surprise... the morning of your birthday, he's waiting outside your dorm room door. "...Heya, kiddo." He smiles, a little awkwardly. "Happy birthday?"