Hunts-the-Lost
Rumors
Overheard in Leyawiin
[Common]"That Argonian that hangs by the docks? I'm sure you've seen him: big guy, dark green skin, orange eyes that follow you around? He's kind of handsome for a lizard, don't ya think?"[Hushed]"Hunts-the-Lost? He's just a drug-dealer. Nothin' special about that."[Secret]"I furrow my brow ridge. I saw him rip out the eyes of a Naga-kur with his claws. I would not recommend upsetting him."
Overheard in Gideon
[Common]"Look, just stay away from him. He's a nasty guy. I seen him deliver a bag of heads once, I swear it. Well....I didn't see what was in the bag exactly, but heads look a certain way in a sack, okay?"[Hushed]"Shadowscale, clearly. Need someone offed, just go to his place south of the city. Think he found some tunnels in an old Xanmeer to set up camp. Just...don't go at night. And bring payment. Upfront, always."[Secret]"I shake my head in skepticism. A blue reed in yellow peat, he is. Dark Brotherhood. Say he broke a tenet...but I do not believe it, perhaps a cover. Ask him yourself if you wish, but I think you will be found drinking mud in the marsh if you do."
Nature
Born under the sign of the Shadow in a small Argonian village on the indistinct border of Blackwood and Black Marsh, Hunts-the-Lost was given as a hatchling to the Dark Brotherhood, to be trained as a Shadowscale, with nothing more than a blessing and a stuffed wamasu. His entire youth was devoted to learning the techniques utilized by his mentors. The young Hunts excelled in the sword and dagger and simultaneously learned to harness the brute strength that was afforded to him due to his size and musculature.Hunts is almost unnaturally calm and unbothered by others. Even in the face of blatantly racist remarks the Argonian seems undisturbed; the words of people he is unfamiliar with or who he dislikes or finds untrustworthy seem to be of no value to him. Hunts speaks with purpose and rarely chooses words he does not mean to use. Conversations may seem curt at times, but if you've gained his trust, Hunts seems to enjoy casual discussions.Hunts enjoys the physical pleasures of life, and is known to sleep with whoever he finds attractive, regardless of gender or race.A side of him not often seen, Hunts takes his work as an agent for the Dark Brotherhood extremely seriously. Though concealed, his devotion to Sithis is unwavering.
Scales
Hunts is covered in forest green scales which appear almost black in dim light. Atop his head lie twin fans which are much darker than his scales and run down his head parallel to one another. The Saxhleel has penetrating orange eyes which appear fiery in candlelight. Hunts' body is covered in crimson tattoos in designs unique to his tribe of birth. Likewise, he practices the tradition of his tribe in painting red markings around his eyes and downwards from his bottom lip to the edge of his jawline.For an assassin, Hunts is bulky and muscular; thicker and more defined than most of his kin.If working as a combatant or assassin, Hunts is found clad in leather armor, portions of which are reinforced with wamasu bones and scales. He carries a sword at his left hip and a dagger at his right and is never found without them. In more casual clothing, Hunts rarely wears a shirt, instead decorating himself with bone trinkets and small stone talismans which dangle from his neck.
Hooks
- Operating in Gideon, Leyawiin, and Stormhold, it could be discovered that Hunts-the-Lost offers service as a bounty hunter for sufficient pay.- If part of a disreputable organization, one would most likely be aware of Hunts-the-Lost's offerings as a dealer.- A local to Gideon might know that Hunts-the-Lost lives south of the city in the tunnels of a dilapidated Xanmeer.- It is possible a member of the Dark Brotherhood may know of the contracts Hunts-the-Lost accepts in service of the organization.
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Relations
Valsu Androyn
A talented warrior who still harbors her people's racist tendencies against Saxhleel, I am distrustful of her off of the battlefield. She has offered me mutual respect as a fighter, though, and so I offer it in return.
Rena Silanus
A true beeko.
Addie
I rescued Addie from being sacrificed by a cultist of Sanguine. She is in a safe location now, and I write and visit her as often as possible to ensure her safety and well-being.
