Tross

Perhaps the only thing more impenetrable than Tross' armor is his attitude, the Jhevut-el notorious in his homeland of Minlorem's wilds for being prickly and unapproachable. Eternally clad in the salvaged armor and prosthetics of a dead human, Tross tends to bring only frigid attitudes and clipped words with him when he appears in cities and towns.
Tross has been subject to countless assassination attempts, which only serves to worsen his attitude towards "fertilizer," as he calls animal and mechanical races. Instead of striking back, however, Tross takes the would-be killer's weapon from them and adds it to his armor,  his vines binding it next to all the others he's accumulated through the years, creating an appearance of an armored behemoth made wholly out of blades.
Category:Fexalere
Category:Fexalere Non-Player Characters