Race: Kobold
Gender: Male
Height: 3' 2"
Weight: 48 lb.
Unique Markings: Scars on ankles and Wrists
Scale Color: Copper-Brown
Eyes: Bright Green
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Build: Lacky, Lean Muscles
Scent: Mixture of Clay, Copper, and Reptilian


Isendir was once a wizard called Isendir the Word. He was an elf, and much more. A Herald for a city called Marshank. A City of Rat-folk. He was powerful in many ways. Then, that all came to an end thanks to an encounter with multiple dragons, and other treacherous creatures of power.

The only thing that survived the encounter was the bones of his left hand. A cleric who took pity on the demise of such a being allowed the gods to decide the fate of this being. He was reborn and reincarnated as a Kobold. A Kobold whom decided that since spells were not the best for this new form and that he was a wizard and not a sorcerer, began to pursue a form of battle which would allow him to survive encounters such as battles with dragons.

It took the time of 20 years to locate such a form of combat. The form was known as The Way of Darkened Scales. It was a form of hand-to-hand unarmed combat. It allowed one to use the shadows around the area to blend in, fight defensively, and win through attrition. Something Isendir was willing to allow.

He was once the Word. A Word of Power. Now he decided to become Isendir Wordless. Following not the words of spellcasting, but the wordless form of combat.



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Lights-

Red: Perma-Anything without permission, scat, vore

Yellow: Ask, am open-minded

Green: This is more of the Character's preferences: Find out icly since the player enjoys rp.
 

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