Character Name  : Reshakazan Sardosa
Race / Class    : Vesk
Theme           : Ordained Priest of Talavet

The infamous Reshakazan Sardosa (A self-proclaimed legend in his own lunchtime) is a tall, muscular Vesk whose scales vary from the burnished shade of old tarnished brass to deep, dark green across his back. He's got gold eyes filled with dangerously bright optimism that survey a world he expects to survive no matter how badly impaired his judgement, and his every (sober) motion is measured and balanced, giving the impression of being well-considered and perhaps a little over-careful in case he should break something or someone he didn't mean to.

His clothing varies depending upon location and the expected level of threat, from the eye-wateringly painful short-sleeved shirts that contain colours not featuring in any human spectrum (this is entirely the case) to the subdued tones of one or another uniform or an occasional dress suit of polished black - he's even been seen in flouncy white braided shirts with embroidered inlays and tall collars that would warm the heart of a swashbuckler, usually during one or another of his endless, ill-fated yet cheerful attempts to find someone or something  interesting that will agree to date him without reaching for a firearm at some point.

When weapons, armour and the like are in play he usually straps on something imposingly heavy to serve as both protection and offence, in keeping with a number of ancient Vesk martial traditions - and if asked about his lack of actual weapons, he generally remarks that his family trained him to think about Doshko before going right ahead and punching a hole in something or someone that it really shouldn't be possible to punch a hole in.