Height: 8'5"
Weight: 250lbs
Hair: None
Eyes: Orange / Slitted
Skin: Mottled Green Scales
Build: Bulky
Age: 24
                Beauty/Horror: 1/1
                Scars: None

Physical Description: Drauth is a massive specimen of lizardfolk stock, towering at 8'5"-- much taller than his comparatively shorter kin. He doesn't favor much armor, though that which he does wear seems meticulously crafted from various creature's bones and cartilage. It is certainly rather makeshift and almost more ornamental in nature, though from cuts and scratches in some of the bones, it seems to have served him alright over the years. Drauth doesn't possess and obvious weapons at his belt, though he does carry a few javelins with him that poke over his shoulder. The scales below his left shoulder were burned with acid and have blackened with in color with time. While it's not really a sore spot for him or something he's ashamed of, he does keep most of the scar beneath the brawler's pauldron he wears, only a small bit peaking out from the bottom and sides.

Personality: It has been said that Drauth is generally too dumb to be able to be deceptive or manipulative, instead valuing honesty and forwardness. This, of course, earns him a fair bit of ire from some people who aren't necessarily looking to hear the truth of a matter; His bedside manner is terrible. His genuineness does, however, find him friends in many places, and he is generally easy to trust and gets along with most people as long as they, too, make the effort. Drauth is terminally positive in his outlook, and generally is a good sport and up for most anything (even the highly dangerous stuff, as long as it flies over his understanding, which is not terribly difficult to do). He is fiercely loyal and a stalwart ally, though some of his inclinations towards the fairer races tend to skew toward the more tribalistic and clueless side.