Name: Zasemel Kelvere
Aliases: The Fiery One. Zas, Ze, Flame Head, or just Flames comes to mind.
Gender: Male
Race: Fire Genasi
Approximate age: Late Twenties. But who can tell with elementals?
Profession: Information Broker/Herbalist/Enchanter
Languages: Ignan, Infernal, and Undercommon. Maybe a few others as well.
Accent: Like the sound of crackling fire when he speaks, an almost fiendish quality to his speech.
Physical Information
Height: Just over Six feet.
Weight: 168 pounds.
Body build: Strong and sturdy, yet lean and agile.
Skin type: Black as charcoal, sometimes hot to the touch. If one were to get close enough to touch him, of course.
Hair style: Living flames dance upon his head, crackling like burning wood. One can usually tell the mood the being is in simply by the intensity of the flame. Often his hair will draw into itself, yet expanding at the same time, as if drawing up a charge. It's best not to stand close when it discharges...
Scars: Nothing that would show when wearing his usual clothes or armor. His skin is rather unblemished from tattoos and scars alike, as if the constant heat has forged away all impurities in his skin like metal.
Mental Information
Alignment: Overall Zas is very neutral on most matters, yet like the weather he does tend to sway in either direction from time to time.
Philosophy:
Deity/Beliefs: Knows firsthand the power of the supernatural, and often seeks fellowship in those that will further his designs.
Personality:
- [u]Efficient:[/u] [i]wants to cut to the heart of the matter, resolving it as quickly as possible.[/i] [u]Helpful:[/u] [i]Can be. If heÂ’s in the right mood, of course.[/i] [u]Machiavellian:[/u] [i]Tries to involve the PCs in a complicated scheme to gain power or harm an enemy. People are tools in the end, tools to be used appropriately.[/i] [u]Cautious:[/u] [i]Tries to always have back up plan, and not get killed. Nothing personal, he just doesnÂ’t trust you.[/i] [u]Secretive:[/u] [i]Tells as little of his intentions and himself as possible.[/i] [u]Careful:[/u] [i]Tries to deal with problems without dirtying his own hands. He does like clean hands.[/i] [u]Authoritarian:[/u] [i]He sees himself as everyoneÂ’s superior and expects their head-nodding respect. HeÂ’s a fire lord, after all.[/i] [u]Chatty:[/u] [i]Loves to hear himself talk.[/i] [u]Egotistical:[/u] [i]He does like to be flattered. Arrogance in its finest form.[/i] [u]Cranky:[/u] [i]Has dealt with idiots all day and is sure he's looking at another bunch of them.[/i] [u]Guarded:[/u] [i]Will do just about anything to avoid seeming weak or vulnerable.[/i] [u]Territorial:[/u] [i]Doesn't really like nosy neighbors. Likes to keep others at a respectable distance from him and his possessions.[/i] [u]Proud:[/u] [i]He doesnÂ’t like accepting help from others. If a gift or offers of aid smells of charity or pity even the slightest bit, you grow indignant and refuse it. Of course if his life depended on it, he may reconsider. Just maybe.[/i] [u]Jaded:[/u] [i]Has seen and done it all and wants everyone to know that their problems mean nothing to him. Did I mention heÂ’s a tad arrogant?[/i] [/li]