• Name: Skender (Though, sometimes, he calls himself Soren…he goes back and forth sometimes)
• Gender: Male
• Age: Over Thirty, Appears 28
• Race: ???? (He’d say human, and sometimes, he says non-human, or mortal, or animal…)
• Appearance:
Good looking. Six feet, six inches tall.
• Gear & Possessions:
-Fancy clothing of a lesser noble, sturdy leather boots
-Rings, earrings, bangles and bracelets
-Has a jar with a preserved eye floating in some sort of light blue liquid
-Several food stuffs
-Bandages
His Sword – nothing fancy, but it does seem well worn…he’s obviously been using this particular sword for a long time.
• Skills & Abilities:
Shapeshifting - He’s worked most of his life to perfect the shape shifting skills, only to ever use it to appear human, to live with humans seamlessly…avoids using his magic, since shape shifting distorts/ruins his ‘human form’.
Immunity – living…however he’s lived, when he was travelling…he’s starved, and stuck pretty much anything that looked edible into his mouth. Add venomous scorpions, snakes, spiders, poisonous plants, 10 years of this, and he gained a high immunity to a lot of the basic forms of poison and venoms.
Athletics and Acrobatics – to avoid using his shape shifting, which would ruin his perfected appearance, he turned to honing his bodily skill and usage. His speed and reflexes, endurance and flexibility are really something. He also happens to be a lot stronger than his build would indicate. Whether this is his true race trait or skillset remains to be seen…he won’t use the athletics and acrobatics he far excels at in front of ‘other humans’, in fear of ruining his ‘human state’…even if that means taking a real beating at times.
Swordsmanship – he’s quite skilled at using a sword one-handed blade (much fencing skill).
• Personality: On the surface, at a glance, he seems to be a confident, though quiet, human male. Talking about anything for less than a few minutes, and he’d likely give you the answer anybody else would give if asked…if engaged in a conversation that interests him, he gets into odd tangents, and you’d immediately know something isn’t right in his head. When he is about to get violent, or serious, he begins to speak in the third person’s perspective. There are times when he catches onto his own mental illness, which makes him angry at himself, or depressed…and he usually goes quiet for a while. If he comes to respect, worship, adore you…he’ll listen to you without question. When he feels utterly trapped in a social situation…he may start to mutilate himself, by biting his own hand or scratching his arms.
• History: Skender has been a ‘traveller’ for most of his life, though he claims to have been a young slave in Ryys, other times he claims to have spent over forty years as a water amphibian in order to regenerate all of his lost limbs. You can ask him the same question consecutively about one specific moment in his past, and get two completely different stories, without Skender even batting an eyelash or thinking he’s slipped up. He is one to let go out his past in the worst possible way, and at the same time, hold onto the past obsessively in an even worse possible way.
For now, he has been living in Vekia as a vassal of House Vintair, since he had somehow deluded himself into believing that Salam Vintair had saved him from a great and beastly dragon a decade previous. He absolutely hero-worships/idolises/has a man-crush on the poor head of house. Since Skender is actually quite capable in combat and would be an asset to have around, nobody of House Vintair has corrected him.
