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About Sezzen the Wall

Hardly the most nimble, but certainly among the strongest of the young Sootscales, Sezzen excels at being an immovable object - especially in the narrow tunnels her tribe calls home. She has a particular fondness for the pair of jagged-edged terbutjes that she painstakingly crafted from wood and flint.

Sezzen is itching to prove herself against a foe and has been in a foul temper since Chief Sootscale turned down her request to join the last raid against the mites. Old Tartuk insists we try again? She'll jump at the chance.

Appearance:
Sezzen is tall for a kobold, even more unusual for being a tall female. She stands almost eye to eye with Draahzin - at least, when he's standing on the ground - and towers over just about everyone else in the tribe. Broad across the shoulders to match, and with heavier features than are usually considered beautiful, the impression she gives is not so much draconic as crocodilian. If crocodiles had hands to hold a weapon, or intelligence enough for the measured savagery with which she uses them.

Never without a weapon (or three, or four), the most obvious are a pair of terbutjes that hang from her belt at her right side. Part club, part razor blade, these have a saw-toothed edge rather than the easier to produce but quicker to dull straight one. Close inspection will show that the saw-teeth have even finer serrations. On the whole, they're weapons made to grip like a steak knife and cut like glass. She also wears bronze scale-armor which has a mottled appearance from being pieced together out of scraps and leftovers. It was never exactly bright, and she's encouraged the metal to develop a green-brown patina that's protective as well as visually unexceptional. Other people can have the frills and feathers. She means business.

Background:
Sezzen is effectively apprenticed to the Sootscales' smith & armorer, and has spent many a year learning from both. Despite having been a particularly unimpressive hatchling, young adulthood and years of shaping metal have sculpted her into one of the strongest kobolds of this generation. Her time as the butt of jokes and recipient of scorn when she was a youngling appears to have taught her only one thing - not to allow herself to be at the bottom of a hierarchy, whatever the cost. That fierce competitiveness has drawn her to the warriors' path, where she's proven adept at using the tools she makes.

Personality:
While it may seem that the young firebrand is in thrall to the impulsiveness of youth, those who know her recognize that there are deeper processes at work. Flames at the surface flicker and throw sparks, but the central heat that sustains them is steady and deep as forge-fire. She knows herself and she knows her ambitions, and she will forge the Sootscale tribe and the Kamelands as a whole in that fire until each is something greater than its disparate parts.

She has never directly said as much to anyone, but suspects that she has allies among certain others in the tribe. Particularly those in her current war-party.