Jexi Thi’currren (JEK-see thee-KUR-ren)

A Resident

Jexi Thi’currren (a.k.a. Jex)

Jexi is the kind of presence you notice twice: once when he enters, and again when you realize how long you’ve been smiling. Equal parts flirt, friend, and philosopher-in-disguise, Jexi floats through Tír na nÓg’s gatherings with effortless charm. Whether perched on a rock beside a stream or behind a bar carved from driftwood and starlight, he always seems to be exactly where the story is about to happen. He is a connoisseur of laughter, a collector of secrets shared in passing, and a master of making people feel like they’ve always belonged. Jexi listens with his whole body — nodding, laughing, tilting his head with that gentle curiosity that pulls confessions from even the most private hearts. Though he remembers the ocean and returns to it often, he thrives among people, where the currents of emotion and conversation flow just as richly. He dresses with a touch of ocean memory—soft fabrics that shimmer like water, jewelry of river glass and coral, always effortless, never overstated. On land, he moves with barefoot grace and an easy lean that invites company; in the sea, his lower half glides as a sleek tail of pale opal and blue. His form does not shift on whim—only on setting—but his presence is fluid, and his conversation even more so. Words ripple from him like waves: playful, soothing, and just a little bit dangerous when he wants them to be. Those who spend time with Jexi often leave lighter, both in heart and in burden. And yet, beneath the sparkle and mischief, there is something ancient about him — a deep pull, like the sea itself remembering your name.