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[h3][center][color=red][b]Crusz Bumbleclaw[/b][/color][/center][/h3]

[h3][center][color=red][b]"Oi! Who do 'ya think you're calling cute?"[/b][/color][/center][/h3]
[center][color=red]Crusz Bumbleclaw[/color]• 180 (More or less 18 for his race) • [color=Red]Day of the Dawning Sun (June 21)[/color] • Male • [color=Red]Secret[/color] • Rammeherz, an underground Kobold city.[/center]

[center]• [color=red]The Bumbling Idiot[/color] •[/center]

[center][color=Red][b]Appearance/Glamour:[/b][/color] Standing at a petit 4" ft. Crusz is relatively tall for someone of his race and is lithely-toned from all his forays in the wilderness. His posture is...laid-back would be putting it lightly but that's mostly when he's off-duty and taking a load off, he's much more focused and poised in battle. (or so he claims) His purple eyes take in his surroundings very well. He's got red scales are just that right shade of rosewood to make him blend in with most of his kind. Crusz likes to wear light armor, his scales offer some form of protection but he'd rather not fight in his naked glory, and he likes to keep up-to-date with what humans like or prefer to wear nowadays, and that includes pants. He wears a piece of bladed armor specifically tailored for Kobold tails. Whenever he goes out it in the sun he wears mix-and-match scraps of leather clothing and metal armor that he's scrounged up from the humans he's killed. It's not fashionable but hey, it offers protection from the dreaded sun.[/center] 

[center][color=Red][b]Personality:[/b][/color] Reckless and headstrong, Crusz is eager to prove the [i]"lowly"[/i] and [i]"dirty"[/i] human scum that height doesn't always make right and is willing to crack in some thick skulls with his blade to prove it right. He acts without thinking beforehand and if it'll get him to his goal even quicker, he'll do it. 
 
Crusz is very devoted to the culture and ways of his people, he rarely questions their authority and will and is a staunch believer that they should be expanding more and more so as to preserve their race and ensure their survival. As a result, he is very untrusting of humanoids, if not downright hostile to them. Although he is smart enough to understand the concept of honor and duty, he does not quite grasp that there is a time and place for everything, so yes, he expects that beginning to charge straight at an innocent human boy with a two-handed blade is perfectly accepted in normal human society.

Underneath that battle-ready exterior however is nothing but a child who doesn't even know what he's fighting for. All it takes is a well thought-out argument and a deconstruction of his race's belief and culture to understand he's using it all as a shield because he himself doesn't know what to fight for. He's misguided, he's lost.[/center]