Rekon

I am Rekon Rincon, Paladin and hero.

You are Siege Engine Rekon Rincon, Battle Lion of the Therengia Infantry, a Kaldar. You have a ruggedly leonine face with a regal countenance and predatory gold-ringed green eyes. Your sun-lightened blonde hair is long enough to fall past the shoulders and is a thick, untamed snarl, and is worn slicked back away from your face. You have tanned skin and an agile but powerful build. You are in your prime. You have a tattoo of a roaring lion over a set of scales weighing a sword and an olive laurel on your back. You are in good shape.

You are holding a military fork in your right hand. You are wearing a neatly-pressed grey shadesatin shirt with pitch pearl cufflinks on the sleeves, an enveloping pall of ragged black grogram, a gold amulet fashioned to resemble a lion's head, a palladium war belt set with a central soulstone, a pair of dashing charcoal twill breeches with elegant folded cuffs, some gryphon talon elbow blades, a worn grey hitman's backpack with fraying straps, a tursa pitchfork whorled with the dark variegated hues of a midnight sky that is drenched with blood and dangling entrails, a razor-edged flaying knife with an obsidian handle, a cavalryman's slurbow with a pearl-inlaid teak handle, a cavalryman's slurbow with a pearl-inlaid teak stock, a polished steel parry stick, a pair of dusky steel hand claws fashioned to look like a wyvern's, a skeletal black gold armband clenching an etched soulstone, a carved ironwood ring shaped like a coiled dragon, a smoky glass pin shaped like a miniature goat, a silversteel warhorn wrapped in lava-drake hide, a lotusweave waterskin stitched with a rampaging dragon, a simple wooden wristcuff, a hickory amulet encrusted with rubies in the pattern of a fist, a crudely-hewn band of dark bog oak, a dull serpent earcuff, a simple wooden medallion, a blazing blue dragon with opalescent eyes, a silversteel triskele brooch, a wide cambrinth armband etched with an intricate design, a blackened silver ring engraved with the Rincon family crest, a dull serpent earcuff, a detached clockwork appendage surmounted with a full set of repair tools, a platinum-brushed black ironwood spellbook case engraved with a rampaging dragon and a pair of well-polished black leather boots embossed with a feathered pattern.

You are bonded to Mystylaine. You affirmed your vows before the gods in the 7th month of Moliko the Balance in the year of the Iron Toad, 424.