Description: Even hunched this man stands a few inches over six feet. Called the 'Duke of Limbs' throughout his youth for his lanky, ungainly appendages, his size is in stark contrast to his mettle. The emaciated and scarred quality of his flesh tells the story of a hard life better then any tapestry could. One of these injuries was so vicious it left one of his eyes milky and took a piece of his upper lip. Altogether a wretched looking creature, it looks as if someone has recently begun to take pity on him. Well groomed and with a freshly dyed head of hair, perhaps his luck has recently changed.

Personality: Quite friendly, Zyxthylum can be a little overenthusiastic when engaged. A life spent in seclusion gives him a plethora of ticks, some more apparent then others. People that take time to get to know him figure out he is harmless however, nearly a pacifist if you didn't count the animals. It's almost unclear if he understands gender, referring to most people as well as himself as if a homogeneous group. Like most of his behaviors, this seems to come and go however, and he does have moments of extreme clarity. Although rare, this is when he becomes unpredictable. This usually entails hysterical public rants until he is beaten by the guards or put in a cell for the night.

Background: Zyxthylum was born in the Lowers to a family that already had too many mouths to feed. Often there was no dinner and no place to sleep for the poor boy, so he took to spending his nights at the graveyard. He was also forced to hunt rats, birds, even insects in dire situations. Abuse and neglect made the boy lonely, so he started creating his own family and friends out of the remains of his dinners. At first this was simply bones assembled with fishing line. Eventually however, the boy became a man, and the man became talented. His creations began to take on a second life under his care and the strange hobby began to draw morbidly curious eyes.

Still forced to take any job people would let the odd fella do, he happened to attract a mysterious benefactor that changed the natural course of his life. Instead of scrubbing chamber pots and collecting bounties on rats, he is exploring his hobby as a legitimate trade. Business might not always be booming but he is grateful for his chance to sit indoors and work in peace.

Relationship Summary

Ally:

Maris - Lounge Bouncer. Trading me bronze for brains.

Felix - A wise teacher and patient man.

Acquaintance:

Nina - My new favorite neighbor.

Ripley - A generous man with a fine eye for detail.

Caprice - Is there anything she isn't capable of?

Medeia - A luxury to have met someone so humble and knowledgeable.

Anisha - Charitable as they come. She gives a lot of people in the Lowers a chance to be happy.

Mabelle - Has an appreciation for doing things the old fashioned way. Brightens the shop anytime she walks over the threshold.

Bridget - Our most gracious client.

Insaya - Helping with the research at the College.

Samira - A talented artist helping lift other artists in the Lowers up.

Lianne - A pleasure to meet someone else so interested in promoting art and artisans.

Sophie - Another talented alchemist graciously volunteering time to help with research.

Raja - A library in the Lowers? These really are wonderful times we live in.

Sorrel - The Gods must be smiling down on me to put such a person in my path. Sina Plaza will be better off with her involved.

Patron:

Graziella - Gracious, kind, and compassionate. The heroine in the novel of my life.

Friend:

Orland - A handy lad to know. Really helped me out at the grand opening.

Savio - His talent weaving songs and bring people together is legendary.

Zakhar - A truly talented chef and craftsman. His food made the entire night at the grand opening.

Egon - Talented poet and fellow protege of the Princess. Makes me proud to be considered for the same honor.