Serke

Road

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• • Name: Serke
  • Gender: Male
  • Full Name: Never give your full name. You'd never guess what harm it can do.
  • Race: Yellow Mongoose
  • Status: Lucky.
  • Occupations: Hunter, Privateer, Storyteller
  • Studies: "Philosophy", Trapmaking, Woodworking
  • Age: 20
  • Height: 6' (and Change)
  • Languages: 'Snaketongue', Portuguese, Passable Common
  • Organizations: None [Seeking!]
  • Build: Swimmers muscle
  • Eyes: Hazel
  • Hair: Dark Auburn
  • Distinguishing Features: Twin obsidian shards punched through the ear. Saw-snake viper pattern tattooed onto his entire back. Frayed tail, cut to three inches from infancy.
  • Nationality: Portuguese
  • The Arts: Prose, Poetry, Riddles and Song
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  The wildling can be seen wearing roughly cut fabrics, in a travelers style.
  Undone collars sit on shirts of various earthen tones. Leathers and hides marr his form, though frayed on their edges and showing their age from a users neglect.

  
  
  Several items of peak from his apparel, ranging from a cross, hindu hand,
  pagan hempweave and slavic wooden talismans. Paying homage to those who raised him, he has returned to Guildereim, to pay his respects. He boldy flashes a necklace, made from the teeth of the Kaoe'i. His rite of adulthood - a gift from the Naga who strangely watched him grow.
  He reeks of burning sage, stemming from a smallpipe that he is often
  seen tucking in the public and private eye.

• What You See Is Oft Forgotten

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