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Name: Arkan Windstep
Skills: Hand to hand combat, diplomacy, cooking, being really loud when the situation calls for it, knitting for some reason, general athletics.
Description: Tall and sturdily built. Arkan has deep tan skin and dark brown hair pulled back in a small braid that reaches the base of his neck. He usually just keeps it that way, but when his hair is down, it's slightly curly. His face is square in shape, with high cheekbones and a Roman nose. His eyes are almond-shaped and hazel and his ears are slightly pointed, giving him an elflike appearance— don't call him that if you don't want a broken jaw, though. He has numerous scars on his body from various strange incidents (My ex stabbed me in the arm with a sacrificial fork, I thought it was a big dog but it was actually a bear cub, things of that nature). They always have some weird story and he's happy to provide them if people ask. No one knows if they're true, though.
Clothes: A wool shirt with a vest overtop and simple cloth pants and shoes. Arkan is often seen also carrying a satchel full of all sorts of things, and he has multiple gold piercings in his right ear.
Backstory: The child of wealthy merchants, he grew up in a world full of connections, money, and more-than-a-little shady deals. He was set to take over the family business but he railed against it his entire life and ended up running away in search of adventure at the age of 12. He survived by hitchhiking with other merchants and looking for trouble while helping them build their business. When he realized that they no longer needed him, he would abruptly leave and get taken on by another merchant. He got enough money to buy a camel whom he named Biscuits and now he rides her around while looking for exciting things to do.
Other: Hecc I don't know