T'suris Flameblade
Appearance
Dark brown skin and hair to match, his eyes are such a dark blue it is difficult to see his slit of a pupil. White markings swirl across his arms, chest, legs, and his face, which are highlighted by the blue skalla added during his rites of passage. He wears loose, dark, baggy clothing fit for desert life, changing into tighter-fitting armour only if necessary - his scales do most of the work anyways. He is toned to maximize his flexible and agility.
Skills and Abilities
Agile and strong even for a Komodi, he's handy with a dagger and excels at close combat. He can sense minor magics, or magical abilities, but thus far has displayed none of his own.
Personality
Stoic and prone to silence, he has no love for the caravans of his people, which he ties, unfairly, to the disappearance of his parents. Nevertheless he keeps coming back to them; they are home. He is brutally honest and to-the-point, which often comes across as rude or apathetic.
Born and raised with the caravans, he has traveled a fair amount, though he cares not for details or people or culture and so remembers few details about the places he’s been.
He has little respect for the more thieving or trading types of his people, caring only for payment for his services to the highest bidder; he isn’t particular in that regard, taking on jobs ranging from guard duty to foot soldier to, one at least on occasion, private assassin.
Born and raised with the caravans, he has traveled a fair amount, though he cares not for details or people or culture and so remembers few details about the places he’s been.
He has little respect for the more thieving or trading types of his people, caring only for payment for his services to the highest bidder; he isn’t particular in that regard, taking on jobs ranging from guard duty to foot soldier to, one at least on occasion, private assassin.
Biography & Lore
Though generally a private person, a few things are known about him, at least among the caravans: his parents disappeared one day without warning, and no one knows what became of them. He remembers them only somewhat, and was raised by many different Komodi in his caravan.
He was a trickster in his youth, but he grew up quickly to provide for his younger sister, who adores him, but doesn’t approve of his disrespect towards the caravans. He's taken many jobs as a mercenary, most of them one-offs, and prefers short contracts to long ones.
He was a trickster in his youth, but he grew up quickly to provide for his younger sister, who adores him, but doesn’t approve of his disrespect towards the caravans. He's taken many jobs as a mercenary, most of them one-offs, and prefers short contracts to long ones.