A small masked person that looks and pillages trash to find things of use but wishes for the day he can make something bigger.
Cloth was always the thinking type. he always was trying to figure out puzzles and math's that other people would find boring, maybe even useless but he still did and he never did mind. He lived in Isi Obodos in a gnome family of five that were inventors and contraption makers but where more to the low end like the making of irrigation or clocks. Cloth was much more experimental much more than his brothers and sisters, he took to the arcane much more than them too.
One day he does not know why or how but only flashes of memories go through his head of his household being invaded by masked men and women and was casted into the streets running after his father gave him time to escape but not before his face got gashed by a blade and gave him a his mothers ring and said to run as fast as he could. for most of his life he had to rummage through garbage and trash anything that could give him food. his mind still raced with ideas and he still mixed and mashed contraptions. Cloth wishes to know what happened to his family but as his father said many times before "The future is always approaching, so we must be ready for it!" and so he looks onwards to another day.
- Age
- 43
- Gender
- Male
- Eyes
- Pure White with opal irises
- Hair
- Snow White
- Skin Tone/Pigmentation
- Midnight Black
- Height
- 3'9
- Weight
- 37Ibs
Appearance
Body Features
his right arm has a ghastly burn that runs up his arm like a growing infection, akin to lightning across his midnight skin as it is white in color and runs from his fore arm all the way to his right side of his torso, there are scars that cover his body, small and big alike all with the same white coloring that comes from his body. His chest has a gash down it that looks to have been made from a branding gone wrong as it makes a symbol on the heart that is incomplete along with 2 other smaller brands on his left arm which is also messed up from scarring, his back has many long marks on it like a whip has cracked upon him for days and there is a sizeable bite mark into his shoulder that looks to have come from a dog. Both his feet are pigmented pure white as it goes up the leg like splotches until it peters out near the thigh on his left leg and to his knee on the right, and on the left leg there is a big brand on it from what seems to be just a ordinary cow poker and more scars along the body as well as the burn mark that was on his arm that went to his chest goes all the way down to his knee
Mentality
Known Languages
Common, Gnomish, Undercommon
Personality
Social
Social