Dysmas, the poor lad, born in Vel Anir from a Komodi whore and unknown male, has had a rough life from the start. He was purchased by a human for simple house labor when he was old enough to do so. From there, he was traded out to a Brothel and from there Dysmas learned a hard and simple art. He picked up his cunning words from the females there with silver tongues and sharp senses. From there he sought to make his success as a Courtesan and has attended many a lord and lady to their affairs.

Knowing well enough, he uses every opportunity to bathe and ensure he is cleaned and well groomed. He takes pride in his body, and even more in being a body that those with *different* curiosities are well taken care of. After all, his exotic looks is what keeps his belly full. Well that and other skills preformed behind closed doors.