Jierdani

Jierdani paused at the flickering light of the portal near the base of the great twisting thorn. The thorn had appeared at the same time as the portal. Its arrival was unusual, although not unheard of. Like many in the Corps, he had volunteered to step through this one alone to find out what was on the other side. The fact that most did not return from such scouting missions did not bother him. What did he have to lose? He was no more accepted in the Corps than he had been on the streets just a year ago.

"No reason to look back... there is nothing of value in that direction."

He focuses his mind and summons his newly found fiery wings. They flash with bright light as he plunges into the portal and whatever lies beyond.

### Habits/Hobbies:

None, save the quest to better himself and prove that he is worthwhile.

## Description

Jeirdani is Vox'Thal, but a poor one by his own estimation. His light green scales were hard to make out and could be easily overlooked because they lacked the definition of most of his kin. Though small bumps raised the skin on the crown of his head, he has yet to develop any of the array of horns that Scalespeakers where known for. He did have the slight build that the race was known for, though he was not sure if that had more to do with his new-found race or the starvation that had been a regular companion throughout his short life.

### Armor

He prefers light or medium armor. Something that offers the best protection without sacrificing agility.

### Arms

Either daggers or a spear depending on the circumstances.

## History

He was born to merchant parents but knows little of that
time in his life. Besides a few happy memories of a full belly and a nice home,
it is all lost in the distance memories of the years a young boy. Whatever
unhappy circumstance befell his family, all that he knows is that when he was
about eight, his father left and never returned. Soon after, his mother was
turned out of their home and onto the unforgiving streets of Eboncrest.

It was not long after that, that the boy found himself alone
on the streets. His mother had fallen into depression and spent more and more
time away from the corner of an alley that they had collected what possessions
they could carry when they left the home. He took this hard, but with little
other choice, be scrounged what he could on the streets, always returning to
that alley in the hope that he would find his mother there again.

His story takes a twist soon after his mother disappeared,
but that is to be discovered in RP rather than typed out in a few moments in
this Wiki.

### Skills

Overall, simple survival. He has managed to beat the odds again and again despite the circumstances.

## Personality

In general, Jierdani is untrusting of others. Though he desperately wants companionship, he has been a loner all of his life and found that most others only care about themselves. While he tends to protect others as well as help whenever the chance presents itself, his motivation is recognition and acceptance rather than just to help another.

### Beliefs

If there are any gods, he does not care to meet them less he be destroyed at the first words out of his mouth. As it is, they owe him a debt for the hand that life has dealt him.

### Quirks

You may find him talking to himself and he often mutters as if speaking to someone that isn't there.

### Relationships

None and none. He stepped through the portal alone and left no friends or relationships behind when he did.