A Not So Happy Hunger Games
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Complete, First published Mar 03, 2015
Name: Jager "Jag" "JJ"
Age: 18
District: 1
Appearance: Jager has Sandy blonde hair that hangs shaggy over deep ocean blue eyes. His skin is a light tan color and rough from his work. He stands a mere 5'3" and weighs only 120 pounds. 
Job: Goldsmith apprentice 
Strengths: Jager is strong with nimble hands from working in the smithie. He is small, therefore quick and light on his feet. He is an agile being and can fit in tight places. 
Weakness: His size may be a strength,  but in some situations, it is also a weakness. He trusts too easily and has a tender heart. 

Jager volunteered as tribute to avenge his little brother who died in the last games. His district token is a picture of him, kept in a locket around his neck. Unlike most of the boys in his district, Jag never trained for the games. He had no desire to volunteer and as the odds went, he was sure he would never be picked. However, at the training center he learned that he is an exceptional swordsman and has an extraordinary k
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