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Name: Vleclith
Age: 25
Race: Greatling
Culture: Fireborne
Sexuality: Ace
Appearance:
Motley greenish grayish flesh, bald, tusked, yellow eyes, stands at 8ft or so, lanky and bulked, troll-looking, often wears either simple clothes or brutish plated armor.
Story
A Fireborne Greatling that came down from the Ashlands to settle in the Spire for mercenary work. Has done some odd jobs for a banker named Milo and enlisted in the Militia. Fought in the Sundering and didn’t come out all that well towards the end of it. Recently he’s recovered after being mauled several times during semi-suicidal hunts, and has been trying to find some more restful work, though he continues service in the Militia and hunts for bounties often.
Relations
Milo: former employer, haven’t spoken back after an.. incident.
Bracchus: Neutral friendly
Icarus: Dynamic duo, brutal team to face. Can be an idiot at times.
Meridy: Cared for once, now left behind in order to live on after their passing. Can’t wallow forever.
Sonoko: Close friend, employer, guards her brewery
Rio: mixed, lately positive
Medea: They had it coming.
Cuandi: Self destructive, watches out for that one
Harwyn: Dedicated to the faith, possible mentor
Waylon: coworker, decent relations
Demascar: Friendly, kindred
Lucian: Glad he’s dead, dumbass.
Liatris: trusted medic, able to keep a secret, protects lives. Mixed lately
Falliren: tad sleazy, but knows his craft. Works well for some jobs.
Helara: Classic military officer, stern, very little contact besides signing up for militia, wonders if she even noticed his absence
Elreyna: Decent scholar, caring mage. Helped out a lot during the Sundering and trusted in him
Breyta: Disgusted, dislikes
Grydda: Strong for her size
Adrian: Decent fighter, not exactly trusting in politics
Anwar: Chill fellow
Arti: Worried, concerned for
Seri: Somewhat friendly
