"Staccato"
Jun 29, 2024 16:51:39 GMT -5
Post by Staccato on Jun 29, 2024 16:51:39 GMT -5
”Staccato”
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Race: Spiderfolk
Nationality: Was once from Capitol Landing. Formerly resided in DarkVeil city. Now wanders.
Appearance: This 7 and a half foot has eight limbs total, with four retaining some resemblance to human limbs while remaining four are reminiscent of arthropods. His torso is elongated to accommodate the extra limbs, all of which are attached ventrally between the humanoid limbs. The human limbs are also elongated and end in two claws.
His face has some human features, like two large front facing eyes, a shortened upturned nose, and some human molars.
Along those are four small eyes, a widened mouth to fit large canine fangs, pointy incisors, and two little finger-like pedipalps on either side of his mouth.
Along those are four small eyes, a widened mouth to fit large canine fangs, pointy incisors, and two little finger-like pedipalps on either side of his mouth.
Black coarse fur (similar to setae on tarantulas) and keratin plates cover his limbs and back. The fur has a black to indigo gradient on the limbs and his back has a three faint indigo stripes. He has shoulder length hair of the same colors that is partly pulled back in a little ponytail. His chest and face have pale white skin. His eyes are magenta and lack pupils.
Personality: He is a musician, so any chance to create and share his turns is a worthwhile one, especially if it leads to forging new bonds. Overall, he’s a passionate soul who wears his feelings on his sleeve, which can be problematic when he gets upset. It makes him quite the performer, and he does enjoy giving a show whenever he put his self-consciousness aside.
When it comes to other people, he can be skittish at first. It usually doesn’t take long for his outgoing, bubbly nature to emerge though. He enjoys the company of others, and will stick by the people he cares about most. However, with his limited memories, he is quite naive and has difficulty judging the characters of others.
All and all, despite coming from a dark place (literally), he tries to stay optimistic and chase his remaining dreams.
History: Once in the DeadWood, a guilty fellblood handed over a dead man to a group of occultist dark elves. What was meant to be a resurrection twisted into a transformation. The new monster awoke, and in a panicked frenzy, lashed out at the elves. They subdued him, and when he woke up again, he was alone, and now with a cage muzzle locked over his face. He continued wandering, starting to get agitated again until he heard the dainty pluck of a lute. A sense of familiarity stirred and calmed him. He’d heard this before, somehow.
Drawn to the tune, he found another AshLand denizen. Though wary, he approached, and surprisingly, the stranger seemed unfazed by his presence. They talked, and after trying the instrument himself, Staccato felt a strong sense of noglastia. With further conservation, the stranger pointed out the Darkveil city as a potential place to reside and perhaps to get his own instrument. Now Staccato hangs around there as he tries to build up an identity once lost.
Things are coming back oh so slowly…
(More stuff here)
protect him at all cost. (can’t use discord anymore so making use of this here)
