Complete the sentence: When Verity bemoans the lack of tags for her to use her characters in...

... nightwraith17 makes a tag for her.

Specifically, for Jeddy.

Let us summon the character.

Jedediah Crayes: What? What? I'm BUSY.

You always are. How busy are you?

Jedediah Crayes: Sitting with a leg up on the table in front of me, contemplating the distance between Hirdol and Orden and trying to ignore the idiotic child right next to me.

Meri: I'm NOT a child!

Ahem, Meri, I hate to say it, but you weren't invited and most of the people here don't know you. Try to stick to your meal while Jeddy and I have a chat, eh?

Jedediah Crayes: Excuse me, who is having a chat?

You and I. In the words of Nightwraith, for whom I am vicariously conducting the interview, "Hi, Jeddy. Can I call you Jeddy lad? You know we all do, anyway."

Jedediah Crayes: *growing red* And for what am I being interviewed, madam?

The Nightwraith's pleasures are its own. All that was clearly indicated is that this is an interview "specifically for the great great Jedediah Crayes".

Jedediah Crayes: I sniff sarcasm.

Yes, you're very talented. To continue, "This interview is going to dive into some serious topics. You may need Verity to help you with answering some."

Jedediah Crayes: I don't like the sound of this Nightwraith. Is it friendly?

I'll leave that to your judgment. "First thing's first. Which is cuter, babies or puppies?"

Jedediah Crayes: *mouth opens and shuts*

Well?

Jedediah Crayes: *ferociously* Both are disgusting, abominable creatures that shouldn't disgrace the face of the earth.

I should have specified that honesty is a key requirement in this interview. Please rephrase your answer.

Jedediah Crayes: Stupid question.

Ah. In that case: "Or perhaps you're more into kittens?"

Jedediah Crayes: I'M NOT INTO ANYTHING!

Try. Reach into the deep, deep recesses of your mind, and come up with a choice. You can even put it by telling me which is the least disgusting of the three, how's that?

Jedediah Crayes: Hrm. Well. Babies aren't quite as wild for the first few months.

They do spit up though.

Jedediah Crayes: *with heat* That is true. I recall a certain instance of Mordred's daughter--

But don't their little smiles just win your heart over in the next second?

Jedediah Crayes: *going very flustered red* I think it's time to drop the subject. Stupid kids. Stupid dogs. Stupid CATS.

"Enough about animals. Describe your ideal first date."

Jedediah Crayes: *eyes pop* WHAT.

Come on. Answer.

Jedediah Crayes: I'd rather meet the utilitarian end of a Sunsteri axe first.

Before you described your ideal date?

Jedediah Crayes: BEFORE I WENT ON ONE!

Come, come... see if you can come up with something.

Jedediah Crayes: *viciously* Jilt the girl, insult her father, make havoc of the diner, and hightail it out of there.

Definitely a trend-breaker. "Who is one person you couldn't live without?"

Jedediah Crayes: If I had one, which I don't, nobody even knows his name yet.

Fair point. All the juicy AUs I've imagined where he dies though... *averts Jeddy's question*

"We all know your 'adoption' of Mordred made you a father, so how does it feel to be a grandfather now?"

Jeddy: Wait. Hold. It. Right. There. My WHAT OF MORDRED?

Adoption. You know, how you become his surrogate dad in the War and get him out of all his scrapes. "Hauling him out of the damage while sputtering and verbally accosting him", to quote a golden insight of the Nightwraith's.

Jeddy: That Boy is a -- is a --

A dear lovable boy who manages to tick off every single one of your nerves and who you can't help loving all the same, I know. To return to the point, how does it feel to be a grandfather?

Jeddy: IF I were a grandfather of any kind, biological OR surrogate, which I'm NOT, then grandchildren would be annoying brats. And they are. They've inherited all their father's worst traits.

That was... an absolutely prize-winning slipup.

Jeddy: Wait, what? No. I didn't say anything. Listen, all I said was... all I was saying was that IF Mordred's children were my grandchildren...

Tsk tsk, don't even try. "What are your favorite things about Derek and Douglas?"

Jedediah Crayes: *suspiciously* There's no affection attached to this question, is there?

No, of course not. It's purely an "objective value" concept.

Jedediah Crayes: *leans back* Well, in that case, Derek's talent as an archer is something to behold, as is Douglas' prowess with a sword. The boy didn't tutor under me for nothing. He's an extraordinarily apt pupil, as a matter of fact. But then, much as I approve of their abilities, calling that the best thing about them would be shortsighted. They're quick thinkers in a pinch, the both of them, and they're not lacking in the intelligence department -- Douglas especially. I don't believe I've ever met such a perceptive boy. Even when he was a child it struck me, made me call him out in my mind as a good candidate for the Legean Association... Derek, now, he could go anywhere he put his mind to. Douglas, if I hadn't pulled him out quick enough, might have ended up a farmer like his father, or a dust-gathering scholar like Dr. Gibley. Aye, they're good boys. And they've got high standards; their father raised them well. I'd trust them anywhere.

*slow claps* Very, very nice. "Last time I saw you, Ceristen was burning and Legea was in pretty big trouble with a certain Werevulture King. Are you ever afraid?"

Jedediah Crayes: *laughs* Who isn't afraid at times? Good grief, do you take me for a simpleton? You all may think I'm some invincible creature, but let me tell you --

*aside* Wow, the Derek and Douglas question really relaxed him.

"Have you ever had to say goodbye to someone you loved? What was it like?"

Jedediah Crayes: I suppose you mean, as in, permanent good-bye?

*shrugs* Probably.

Jedediah Crayes: *triumphantly* Seeing as I don't ... love anyone, the question is irrelevant.

You're having a harder time hiding it these days. By the time you're eighty...

"Could you give us just one fact about your past, just a hint?"

Jedediah Crayes: *splutters* Absolutely NOT!

Aw c'mon. You know they all wonder about how you don't age as fast as everyone around you.

Jedediah Crayes: Well, I'm not a legaeësse. Is that good enough?

Give us a wee bit more than that.

Jedediah Crayes: How about this fact. My first name is Fearnish. Done.

Since your last name is Rehirnish, that tells us nothing. Besides, it might be an alias. But we'll let it pass.

"Wait, don't run away from me. I have one more question -- would you like a hug?"

Jedediah Crayes: HUGS ARE NOT IN MY VOCABULARY THANK YOU VERY MUCH

Answer the question.

Jedediah Crayes: NO.

Have you ever wanted a hug?

Jedediah Crayes: I don't recall any instances. And I think I have an engagement elsewhere.

Meri: I'm getting tired of staring at my empty plate...

Jedediah Crayes: Perfect. Let's go.

*unwinds the Character Restraint LeashTM* Fly, be free! Till next time... mwahahahahahahahaha *recedes into the darkness, cackling evilly*