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Name: vashthishtra silent sands. “Vashra” cut down.
Species: Scale Kin Beastmen
Race/Nationality: Scale Folk Clans.
Gender: Male.
Age: 26
Languages:
Arventian
Native language is a hybrid of multiple languages and has naturally evolved in the region. Its become a evolving language of many, and somewhat less advanced, it works for the scale folk...
Loan words and small amounts from other languages but far from fluent.
Appearance:
(Feel
Serpentine typical of the Scale folk and a darkish brown fading into sand tones with stripes and patterns that break up the form instead of one solid colour. Scales are tough yet flexible and protect against natural harm at least.
A number of scars but these mostly show as paler lines of scales more than anything from a lifetime of adventures, fights and scrapes. Has tried snd got better armour since they started.
Personal Effects:
Iron tipped spear.
Seax style war knife.
Bow + arrows.
Leather armour reinforced with scraps of metal like coat of plates, chain mail, and other materials of Bronze, Iron laminar and such. Very much hand made and maintained.
Rough cloak to break up hard lines of silhouette like a gillie cloak
General survival gear.
An old amulet, metal and stone found in ruins. Silvery and unknown if ancient, dropped or just thrown away. On a rough leather cord. Could be cheap or a priceless relic. No one knows.
Background:
Born into the beastmen clans of the morgador wastelands, Scale folk life was harsh and not all survived. Those who did often were highly skilled in survival and taught by the clan elders in unconventional warfare tactics that the reclusive Scale folk favour.
Life in the scale folk clans began early as soon as the young could slither and learned to control their bodies, born in small clutches though many broods mortality reduced due to the harsh environment of their home lands. Each male gathered a small number of female scale folk, most only one though powerful leaders had several wives and scale folk tended to mate for long term.
There young are taken with the elder and taught from a young age leaving their settlements in the ruins and valleys passing by the gates and simple defences built to mostly keep out predators. Simple walls of sturdy dammed earth and semi cut rock form the defences that exploit natural choke points in the deep ruins and valleys. The native rock and materials also help hide the settlements until one is far too close to not already have a dozen bows aimed at you from a dozen places. A typical settlement is well hidden and off main areas, they do not look for trouble and though seen are usually engaged with on their own terms. Rare people who have been allowed entry found the Scale folk naturally adapted and had no issue with working with their home instead of against it. Likely they postulated the reason the scale folk had become an entire stable offshoot of beast folk, rather than just isolated one offs.
Education is hands-on, practical and Scale folks lean heavily to this, teaching their young as they travel and adventure as guides, gathering and other tasks to sustain the clan. A clan tends to be fairly small though some larger ones exist in more prosperous areas. A dominant male and his female wives form the clan's leaders backed by the various leaders of each smaller family the clan is composed of. The size of a clan is more limited by the environment and when they exceed areas they naturally split and spread to seek new areas to sustain life in the harsh lands they live in..
Vash was born into a settlement built into the ruins of an settlement carved into ancient cliffs, it was accessed by steep slopes and cross back and a narrow valley below marked with a number of skulls placed further in as warning from an old raid attempt. Warning that trespass would not be tolerated and anyone who stayed outside the valley would be left alone. Travelers passing by would be fine, even traded with and guided, trespassing and failing to heed multiple warnings could become a lot more dangerous.
Born into a family among a clutch, he was one of 3 to survive his brood, his sisters. He joined a guide who taught him the lands from the moment he was ready, guiding a caravan of traders across and learned much in a short time. It was to learn or be taken by the desert and not ever my young scale folk returned. This harsh life and landscape is partly why their population has remained smaller compared to others and much smaller than the larger human and other kingdoms.
On passing the test, to head out into the desert alone, to survive and return having learned or found something new the now adult scale folk struck out on his own, returning a portion of his earnings to his home village and bringing back valuable metal and materials from afar. Bartered in payment from those who hired his aid in navigating the wasteland and finding resources in the spartan and challenging landscape.
Drawn by a lust for adventure, they began small and sold their services to at first guide those away from the Scale folk clans but also began to lead them to more varied places and complex cases.
Soon drawn to larger adventures, they scavenged, gained better gear and began to gain and learn more languages. This led them to eventually end up with the party.
Role: Guide, local expertise and skilled in tracking etc like a ranger.
Backstory:
originally part of a former party on another quest with one of the group and acting as a local guide hired when the group approached the local tribe of Scale folk with extreme wariness. In an agreement they decided to join them and also act to direct them away from holy places and other settlements of the reclusive stable beast men race.
They soon upgraded their gear using Scale folk pragmatism and adaptations to embrace metal, using salvaged armour parts to reinforce their own native design they used to..
Learning and picking up gear over time, languages and skills as they adventure. Though they did not be fully trusted by some they have never led the party wrong or took them into lethal danger without warning of unavoidable need.
Joining this party because they want adventure loot and have no other real thing to do right now.
Life in the scale folk clans began early as soon as the young could slither and learned to control their bodies, born in small clutches though many broods mortality reduced due to the harsh environment of their home lands. Each male gathered a small number of female scale folk, most only one though powerful leaders had several wives and scale folk tended to mate for long term.
There young are taken with the elder and taught from a young age leaving their settlements in the ruins and valleys passing by the gates and simple defences built to mostly keep out predators. Simple walls of sturdy dammed earth and semi cut rock form the defences that exploit natural choke points in the deep ruins and valleys. The native rock and materials also help hide the settlements until one is far too close to not already have a dozen bows aimed at you from a dozen places. A typical settlement is well hidden and off main areas, they do not look for trouble and though seen are usually engaged with on their own terms. Rare people who have been allowed entry found the Scale folk naturally adapted and had no issue with working with their home instead of against it. Likely they postulated the reason the scale folk had become an entire stable offshoot of beast folk, rather than just isolated one offs.
Education is hands-on, practical and Scale folks lean heavily to this, teaching their young as they travel and adventure as guides, gathering and other tasks to sustain the clan. A clan tends to be fairly small though some larger ones exist in more prosperous areas. A dominant male and his female wives form the clan's leaders backed by the various leaders of each smaller family the clan is composed of. The size of a clan is more limited by the environment and when they exceed areas they naturally split and spread to seek new areas to sustain life in the harsh lands they live in..
Vash was born into a settlement built into the ruins of an settlement carved into ancient cliffs, it was accessed by steep slopes and cross back and a narrow valley below marked with a number of skulls placed further in as warning from an old raid attempt. Warning that trespass would not be tolerated and anyone who stayed outside the valley would be left alone. Travelers passing by would be fine, even traded with and guided, trespassing and failing to heed multiple warnings could become a lot more dangerous.
Born into a family among a clutch, he was one of 3 to survive his brood, his sisters. He joined a guide who taught him the lands from the moment he was ready, guiding a caravan of traders across and learned much in a short time. It was to learn or be taken by the desert and not ever my young scale folk returned. This harsh life and landscape is partly why their population has remained smaller compared to others and much smaller than the larger human and other kingdoms.
On passing the test, to head out into the desert alone, to survive and return having learned or found something new the now adult scale folk struck out on his own, returning a portion of his earnings to his home village and bringing back valuable metal and materials from afar. Bartered in payment from those who hired his aid in navigating the wasteland and finding resources in the spartan and challenging landscape.
Drawn by a lust for adventure, they began small and sold their services to at first guide those away from the Scale folk clans but also began to lead them to more varied places and complex cases.
Soon drawn to larger adventures, they scavenged, gained better gear and began to gain and learn more languages. This led them to eventually end up with the party.
Role: Guide, local expertise and skilled in tracking etc like a ranger.
Backstory:
originally part of a former party on another quest with one of the group and acting as a local guide hired when the group approached the local tribe of Scale folk with extreme wariness. In an agreement they decided to join them and also act to direct them away from holy places and other settlements of the reclusive stable beast men race.
They soon upgraded their gear using Scale folk pragmatism and adaptations to embrace metal, using salvaged armour parts to reinforce their own native design they used to..
Learning and picking up gear over time, languages and skills as they adventure. Though they did not be fully trusted by some they have never led the party wrong or took them into lethal danger without warning of unavoidable need.
Joining this party because they want adventure loot and have no other real thing to do right now.
Character Intro:
“Soo. This is real, you want me. This is no trick?” The scale folk leaned back resting a hand on a spear that they had been using to find off an ill timed arrival of a few wild dogs and now the dogs had come off less well. Clad in home made leather armour augmented over time with various materials, a long tail swept out behind them a trusty but worn looking iron spear stained with red slowly that would turn into brown if not cleaned up later. The Scale folk and their appearance was strange, but no stranger than the world they lived in.
“You proved yourself, scales or not, you're reliable. That matters more.” The other said frankly and did not sugar coat things, it had been odd getting used to the serpentine guide, the idea they had a dangerous bite and the sheer silence of their movement compared to a man's footsteps.
“Recover an ancient prize, you say we will be paid well, then I hold you to that.” The Scale folk nodded, bobbing their serpentine body as they did so, always moving that little bit, never perfectly still adjusting for balance. “And you bring back more tales, lands, and information about the world to your kin” The other replied selling the idea, they had worked together and hopefully could continue. Hiring a known factor was better than a fresh face.
“Agreed, I shall slither with you.” He said and nodded, yes he would slither with these into lands unknown and hopefully return to homelands and maybe even claim a clan as his own…or start one and get a few clan wives as a powerful leader. Maybe stay a famed adventurer for a time, gain wealth, maybe just for the fact that right now they had little else to do and plenty to gain on this quest.
“And we shall walk, come on, il show you the map over the ale where we are going.” leading the Scale folk to the rough looking inn they had stood outside and proceeded to be ambushed on this dark and semi maintained back road across the empires that cared little long as you had coins to pay and troubled not the established order. Just walking this road was an adventure, it removed the weak and tempered the survivors.
“You proved yourself, scales or not, you're reliable. That matters more.” The other said frankly and did not sugar coat things, it had been odd getting used to the serpentine guide, the idea they had a dangerous bite and the sheer silence of their movement compared to a man's footsteps.
“Recover an ancient prize, you say we will be paid well, then I hold you to that.” The Scale folk nodded, bobbing their serpentine body as they did so, always moving that little bit, never perfectly still adjusting for balance. “And you bring back more tales, lands, and information about the world to your kin” The other replied selling the idea, they had worked together and hopefully could continue. Hiring a known factor was better than a fresh face.
“Agreed, I shall slither with you.” He said and nodded, yes he would slither with these into lands unknown and hopefully return to homelands and maybe even claim a clan as his own…or start one and get a few clan wives as a powerful leader. Maybe stay a famed adventurer for a time, gain wealth, maybe just for the fact that right now they had little else to do and plenty to gain on this quest.
“And we shall walk, come on, il show you the map over the ale where we are going.” leading the Scale folk to the rough looking inn they had stood outside and proceeded to be ambushed on this dark and semi maintained back road across the empires that cared little long as you had coins to pay and troubled not the established order. Just walking this road was an adventure, it removed the weak and tempered the survivors.
