Flare Apr 18, 2019 12:12:04 GMT -6
Post by Flare on Apr 18, 2019 12:12:04 GMT -6
Native Language: Tumai
Learning to speak/read: Ssakash, Common
Physical Description: This calm male humanish looks like a human with a dragon's blood that came to the surface.
Latte tanned skin, with fiery colored hair. His hair is dry and brittle looking but doesn’t break easily. Think saffron threads with golden orange tips. Wide gray eyes with elegant angular facial features and a small nose. The distinguishing feature is a disfiguring scar on the right side of his face from being cut down by a bladed spear. It runs from his forehead, through the eye, edging the jaw down to the edge of his collarbone, down the neck. This scar is DEEP, and likely will never heal.
No more horns, no more tattered wings, no more DRAGON HEAD. There are smatterings of scales that decorate his upper arms and collarbone. A few fiery scale marks around his eyes too. His build is skinny to the point of underweight. If you look right at him, his ribs are visible. Flare's hands have thicker soles? on his fingers and palms, think alurook feet, except not so grippy. These very fine scales/thicker skin protects his hands from thorns and such.
He looks human in profile now, except for the tail, tipped with a sharp point.
His tail has fine wildfire variant scales that reach from his torso to the tip of his tail. The legs are human, but they are somehow the same length. In the light, Flare now has a fully wooden right leg, from the hip down to the toes. He has human feet, but the soles are rough, with better grip. Since he's had a shorter limb for his entire life, learning to actually walk and run like a normal person is going to take some time.
His wardrobe was risque and is completely white and orange. With the lack of wings, he could wear shirts or tunics, but for some reason... he's been running around wearing only wares from the waist down. From some leftover burlap cloth, he had fashioned himself somewhat of a Roman-style half-toga, with no sleeves. It allows for movement and freedom for his tail.
Now, since ssashirk and humans have drastically different modesty standards, Flare's wardrobe has changed. He has some poofy brown pants, similar to what Aladdin wears, a vest made from the fiery colored poncho he bought, and if he has to, sandals. The pants have space for his tail, and are held up by a white sash.
Social Description: WIP
Cheerful and brave, becomes a bit reckless when others are in danger. His eyes are deceptive when he lies. His disability frustrates him into lying about being in pain or not. He's one of those who it takes a lot to get under his skin and make angry.
Flare acts like he's a stranger inside his own skin, from circumstances from before arriving in Pethia. Presently, he has only a partial grasp of learning ssakash and common beyond basic needs. His y's and p's don't come out properly.
Unused to the climate of Eastern Central Pethia, Flare appears prone to heat sickness. Handling strong magic gives him nightmares, and he doesn't seem interested in giving himself much self-care beyond food, water, and shelter from the heat and cold. However, if he is in physical danger, Flare does fight back.
The recent events transpired in his life are changing Flare's outlook on life. He feels very self-conscious of himself, trying not to bring undue attention. After all, a year as a ssashirk can make one very sensitive to outlooks.
Unlike the rest of the city occupants, he doesn't wish to live in a kennel, opting to stay outdoors and close to his garden, so much so to build his own tent next door to it beyond the garden borders.
Cultivate a beautiful garden
Relearn how to walk
Long Term goals:
Train a creature to service his disability?
Create a comfortable lifestyle
Track down his childhood friend
Abilities: Earth Resistance, Electrical Resistance, Nightvision
Disfiguring Scar +2
Adept - Botany -4
Insanity - PTSD +3
Touched (Electricity) -5
TP left over: 3
Skill groups: Botany, Survival
Art by Xentus