A short and stocky gilakin native to the Splintering Desert, Binxi, Bin to his friends, traveled at a young age to the Wandering Constellation. The sect of sorcerers and wizards quickly accepted him into the fold once they saw his natural talent, but as the years went by he slowly fell to the academic wayside. Despite his initial growth as a sorcerer, he lacked the ability to understand new spells. thus he struggled for nearly four decades to learn even a modicum of spells as his peers outpaced him. Today he is seen as a learned, if woefully untalented, sorcerer. The drive to prove himself has never left him though, and he pushes himself to the point of recklessness to show his worth as an academic and spellcaster. Binxi has recently left the Wandering Constellation's serene halls and traded them for a bit of heroic volunteering. He is now stationed at the HQ of the Armsmen of Harstrand, ready to assist their teams of psychics in the fight to bring down She'ri from the skies.
  He is around 4 feet tall with tan scales along most of his body. From the tip of his snout to all the way to the tip of his tail is a thin black stripe of dull scales. He also has sienna fingertips and toes. For clothing he wears dark blue robes with white, blue and red pinpricks of embroidery that evokes star clusters, a matching floppy blue hat, and he uses a straight birch cane to help him walk long distances as his age catches up to him.