Basic Information
Name: Ri’Zankir Moon-Blood
Alias: Moon-Seer, Moon Blood
Race: Khajiit (Specifically Cathay)
Sex: Male
Age: 32 in appearance (82 in Khajiit Standards)
Class: Monk | Wanderer
Affiliations/Guild: Caravans, Thieves Guild for a Time
Personality: Zankir tends to be one that has the coolest and calmest of tempers. He doesn’t enjoy the work that he is in, and prefers to be left alone. Unless he is in the company of those he becomes fond of. Though he didn’t necessarily choose his line of work, and doesn’t enjoy it, it is his only means of profit and survival. So he takes it very seriously, and professionally.
Appearance
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 125 Lbs.
Build: Muscular, Lean, Flexible
Hair: He has Tan/Sand colored fur, with almost un-noticeable stripes patterned throughout
Skin/Scars: He has a single scar that cuts across his snout
Unique Features: The very tip of his tail, has a small bit of deep red fur
Wears: He wears a very simple, custom made set of robes. They very in colors, and allow him to be very noticeable to the others in his caravan as leader. They come with a simple hood, and a black belt that comes with many sheathes. He also processes an ebony set of shoulder pauldrons, gauntlets, boots, and greaves, if he ever needs more protection.
Weapons: Though his main weapon is his walking staff, and his hand to hand. He carries a single, Elswerian Crafted sword, that he calls
Thorn.
Misc: His lifelong friend and companion, is his Elswerian Wolf Zasha. She is an abnormally white, soft furred wolf that stands at about 3’9” on all fours, and is very capable of putting up with most opponents. She has bright blue eyes, and is extremely loyal and protective of her Khajiit owner.
Images of Zasha:
Bio: When he was a younger lad, he escaped the traditional life of Khajiit life in Elsweyer. He moved from place to place, living on the land. Practicing the ways of peace. He would meditate for days, coming to his own discoveries and learnings. He would also practice his own martial practices. When he came to Skyrim, he fell under the darkness that Moon Sugar and Skooma Carries. Becoming an addict. That’s when the Thieves found him. They promised him Refuge, and escape from the addiction. So he started stealing and recovering. This became a path that he hated. He would go back to his meditations, and started to withdraw from the darkness. Then during the War between the Thieves Guild and the Dark Brotherhood, he put his past behind him, and started to move onto better things. He wanted to find a quiet place to live his life in peace. That’s when the Hand found him. They forced him to give up his own skooma recipe, and forced him to run their new Caravan. Making him the Chef. Then, as time progressed, he rose to Caravan Matriarch. He now carefully leads the Caravan, with professional accuracy and perfection. Though he doesn’t like to lead a life of crime and blood, he fears it is all he can do to survive.