[h1][center][color=beige]Kythor[/color][/center][/h1]

[i][color=beige]"My tail?"[/color][/i] Kythor leaned back in his seat. He himself had almost forgotten about it. Coming into Good Mead, he'd half-expected to be on the receiving end of a few odd looks and pointed questions. While he was pleased about him being lucky in evading such here, he couldn't help but consider that he may not be so lucky in Easthaven. In any case, he could see that the halfling's question was legitimate enough and genuine enough to avoid earning scorn. Born of curiosity, not of malice. [i][color=beige]"By itself, it is of little use as an extra appendage. All tieflings have them- All tieflings within my tribe at any case had them,"[/color][/i] he corrected himself, [i][color=beige]"and nobody in the tribe could really use 'em to hang off of trees or anything like that. Instead, their true strength comes from what they mean."[/color][/i]

[i][color=beige]"The Greyspears have long since lived on the outside of society, as we are typically not welcome in the world of the... 'civilized'."[/color][/i] Placing heavy emphasis on the word, the contempt in his voice punctuated his disdain for the idea of 'civilization'. [i][color=beige]"Tieflings are creatures whose bloodline has been touched by a devil, our lineage 'cursed' by one of the lords 'a the Nine Hells. Our unusual appearance - the tails, the horns, the eyes, all that - often bring ire to the small-minded city dwellers. Instead of condemning our past or bloodline, our elders taught us to embrace it. These things may make us stand out, but they are also an inherent gift. This gift, an inheritance from our infernal descendants, grants us some boons that most could only wish they have."[/color][/i]

[i][color=beige]"Some of my kin, who I call such only for their blood relation, foolishly wish to cast off their heritage. They hew off their horns and sever their tails, believing that this somehow makes them more acceptable in the eyes of the city dwellers. Needless to say, they left the Greyspear tribe and their names shunned. Whether they found a happier life in the cities or a brutal death at the hands of the wilderness, I cannot say."[/color][/i]

[i][color=beige]"My tail stands for my people and the connection I have to them,"[/color][/i] he finished. [i][color=beige]"Not just to my immediate family, but to both my tribe and Fierna, who has touched my bloodline and made me what I am."[/color][/i]