Appearance

Physical Description

By the gods he's just so jacked.
 

• 8ft8" (with hair)


• Toned and muscular, a lifetime of manual labour working with his hands, his arms are the most pronounced muscle groups.


• Very long arms.

Body Features

*will smith pointing with both hands*
 
Ashen dusty skin, covered in old and deep scars. Ice white fur, large head hair/mane, forearms. Soft downy white fur across body otherwise. Some deep red shoulder/sleeve tattoos.

Facial Features

Chiselled cheekbones like a statue.
 
Swept back white hair, piercing red eyes. Lower fangs.
 
Several old light pink scars across his face. A violent childhood.

Identifying Characteristics

Piercing red eyes, Ice white fur. Big. So Big.

Physical quirks

Despite his size and race, he is clearly very careful to not use his natural intimidation against others, unless it's in combat.

Apparel & Accessories

• Deep emerald pants


• Leather Apron style skirting


• Mismatched gauntlets/gloves (one is thicker and more padded)


• Signature Axe, Nailbiter, on one side. Sledgehammer and satchel pouch on the other.


• Simple leathers and undershirt, shoulder harness.


• Large boiled leather right pauldron.

Special abilities

Thiccc.

Mentality

Personal history

Xerrrakir, born to a forgotten name, is now 42 years old.

He spent his youth in a nameless camp of Bugbears somewhere in Calathea. Born on the night of a triple eclipse, known to his clan as "Skiggaret's Long Night", his birth was considered an ill omen by his tribe and his childhood was....more difficult and violent than one might expect, even of Bugbears.

Upon coming of age, he was taken by the mysterious "Mother" to his new home "Far From Here".

He spent the following 27 years there, working the forge and unlearning the horrors of his youth under the tutelage of many of the Enclave's scribes.

Education

Xerrakir was raised and taught in the language of violence.

For the first 16 years of his life, he was taught to kill, to hurt, to take.

It was not until Mother took him home did his education truly begin. He was taught of community, of care, of empathy and love. At the great library he slowly became unshackled frrom the burdens of his upbringing. He learned to work the forge, under the tutelage of the Air Genasi Seldash, becoming a trusted member of the enclave.

Employment

Xerrakir has spent the last 27 years working the Skyforge at his home in Limbo, making armour and weapons, tools etc for the Enclave. Branching into minor carpentry where required to fulfil orders of furniture and the like. His specialty though was always weaponry. His mentor, Seldash, taught him long ago that a weapon's primary purpose was not JUST to kill, but to protect, as well.

Mental Trauma

Recently his life was almost cut short at the hands of a Nightmare Shepherd, saved only by the grace of Mother and members of the party. The scarring across his chest a painful and prominent reminder of the dangers of overreaching and not being prepared.

Intellectual Characteristics

Generally quiet, opting for insightful reflection above logic; always trying to break down things into "What will help the most".

Morality & Philosophy

"I am here to help."

"The way I see it, there's only three kinds of beings in the worlds: Bad ones, ones you follow, and ones you need to protect."

person.sexuality

As long as it passes the Jack Harkness test. The worlds are full of beauty.

Pansexual.

person.gender_identity

Male, He/Himbo

Taboos

Xerrakir does not have any; but should a given society have some, he will respect them.

Known Languages

• Common


• Celestial


• Deep Speech


• Draconic


• Dwarvish


• Gith


• Goblin

Personality

Social