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Name: Clinkandurith 'Clink' Crisxora
Race: Dragonborn(Gem)
Age: Unknown
Eye Color: Emerald-Green
Scales: Deep Amethyst
Origins: Stonelands, Cormyr (Toril)
Gender: [RP]
Scent: Sweets, Incense, Rain
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::Clothing::
The small reptillian before you seemed to carry little to nothing on it's person, merely the simple traveling cloth that Clink wore. An outfit of simple-make covered the creature's more.. intimate regions. The earthy-greens and brown soft-cloth wrapings gave an impression of simplicity. A plain cloth-wrapping-belt and ring clasp held up the simple pants, which the dragonborn's Crystalline tail funneled through a hole made in the back-side, the tip of which seemed to chip and flake away defying gravity as the tip was composed of small floating gem-stones which replenished whenever a fragment was lost, slowly growing and chipping from the tail's end.

::Body::
At first glance, easily mistaken for some manner of kobold - albeit a (slightly) larger and shiny, sparkly purple one - It's only on a further examination were the truth more apparent, bearing almost crystal-like purple scales, that shimmered in the light, as if made of actual gemstone, each shoulder bore small crystal protrusions of Amethyst.

The Dragonborn was lightly muscled, similar to that of a practitioner of martial arts, and it's flexible streamline figure, It's horns ended as similarly as it's tail, with fractured amethyst-like gem fragments, turning to dust if pulled to far from the gem-kin's 'orbit', and over time, similarly regrows from the horn and flaking off.

The rest of it's body was a beautiful mix of crystalline purple scales in the mixed shades of purple, one might easily mistake the dragonborn as being a Crystal Golem, though if one ever gets close, and dare say almost intimately close, could feel the warmth of a living being, beneath the shimmering crystal scales of its body, while looking uncomfortably hard and harmful to the touch, one would be pleasantly surprised on the softness, and texture of well-exercised, muscles that lay beneath the scaled exterior.

Looking further down.. South (if one fancies, and manages the feat), Clothed it is difficult to ascertain, but unclothed, the dragonborn sports a heavy sagging pair of crystaline-pebble scaled covered balls, hanging just below a glinting smooth scaled hanging sheathe-skin almost humanlike in appearance though instead of skin surrounding a normal head tip, it was crystal-like soft scales, which held within a uniquely Dragon-esque Ribbed dark fleshy-purple Shaft, easily measuring between 6 to 7 and a half inches, the tip of which was a fleshy soft almost pointed, and slightly darker in color, along the entirety of its bottom, ending just before the head.

Each step the Definitely-Not-Kobold, dragonborn takes, an echo of crystal on crystal shifted and 'clinked' together with each clawed step, almost like soft chimes in the wind, one would imagine being on the receiving end of a punch from such a creature might just as well be like being punched by a rock, the only grace being, the dragonborn shares similar qualities as its crystal-glasslike appearance, making up for a weak strength, by being flexible, and avoiding harsher hits as to not shatter it's scaled form.

::Personality::
Clink was usually reserved and collected, however the Dragonkin can come off as unintentionally rude or straight up blunt, seeming rather clueless to others feelings at sometimes. Honest and direct, almost to a hilarious fault. Clink was raised with the rigidity of Monastic Teachings, which clearly show, while not a stick-in-a-mud, and capable of expressing feelings and interest in it's surroundings as obvious from how often the Dragonkin can be found exploring, its clear the dragonborn seems to just 'not get' some social ques, which could lead to some awkward or amusing encounters.

::Quirks::

[+] Clink has a habit of 'Sun-Catching', going out of its way to find reclusive areas to strip nude and bask in the sun, its could be quite beautiful to behold to the would be Voyeur, as the dragonborn's body entirely sparkles in the sun, like brilliant crystal. Its during these sessions the dragonborn truely expresses it's monastic teachings with varied practices flowing martial movements, one could almost see the flow of Chi glowing beneath it's gem-scales with each shimmering movement.

[+] Can occasionally be found in places of lore, finding comfort in books and knowledge of all sorts, having a soft spot for planar lore and its inhabitants, this also leads to Clink sometimes staring at people in undisguised wonder and fascination

[+] Bad habit of pointing out things, that probably shouldn't be, be it an odd smell, a lack of clothing, or something the attentive dragonkin notices, will usually, and quite loudly declare it. ex: Someone lacking panties beneath a skirt, and if noticed, could potentially point it out, literally and verbally, and rather matter of factly. Clink lacks.. Tact.

[+] Keep Gems out of reach; Occasionally the dragonborn can be seen eating actual gemstones and crystal minerals, sometimes found nibbling on long thin crystals almost like one would a toothpick. the habit varies out of neccessity and idle boredom, as its believed they benefit the dragonborn similarly as one would drink milk to help bone growth, it consumes gems to maintain it's crystalline body and tail/horn growth when tiny floating pieces are inevitably lost/taken/destroyed over time.