TBD

Several faded ones on his arms and torso. Two prominent facial scars, one cutting across his right eyebrow and the other across the bridge of his nose.

Tacky. Bright colors, clashing patterns.

Facial scars mostly.

Cigs, lighter, small knife.

Money. Cooking. Money. Sex. Drugs. Money.

Authority.

Angry- Jaw clenching, flexing fists Nervous- Running hand though his hair

Being hungry.

Ambitious and greedy to a fault. Has a soft spot for little things though. Loyal only to himself, for now.

Asshole.

A fuck tonne of half siblings.

Born in the Drench, Ma was a whore, doesn't really know who his dad is. Has some idea but it doesn't make a difference to him. Spent most of his youth running around, causing trouble, picking pockets, stealing food. The usual little Drencher activities. Slipped through the cracks and managed to not get any kind of formal education. He had started learning machining but ya know, kids go missing all the time. Now he drifts around, doing whatever pays well enough and trying to stash enough money to get himself a trip to the Plates. Because where else would a Drencher want to be?