Name- Nimprov (doesn't have a last name...)
Nickname- Nim
Gender- Male
Age- 23
Race- Morbliv
Home Kingdom- Diamond
Side- Diamond/Ruby, though inexperienced and doesn’t really know what he’s talking about.
Profession- * cough cough * Rebel * cough cough *
Kin- N/A
Personality- Nim is the sort where you wouldn’t rely your life on, although he keeps good company with his bawdy tales of… his dead father (that he says are his, but he is too little to actually have experienced everything). He loves attention (though not the type that a human gives –eeeew! Snuggles! Hugs! Kisses! AAAAHHH!) and will show off. Maybe a little too much.
History- His mother and father were killed protecting him from assassin soldiers and died bravely (he claims…). That left him at an orphan at age eight, and his kind neighbors took him in until Nim decided to go romping about on his own, traveling to inns around the Diamond kingdom and getting into the unfortunate lap of a human, or the odd brawl every once in a while. He loast his tail in one of those fights, and his tail was his pride so he keeps it in a pouch on his waist next to his sword. Nim is traveling around the South Eastern edge of the kingdom as we speak, fighting with his old nemesis, the assassin that killed his parents. So he says.
Anyway, he plans on traveling to the Diamond castle and doing something, but he’s not sure what, yet.
Weapon(s)- A little bow and a short sword. They are custom made and presumably the ones his father killed a troll with. Do trolls and dragons even exist? (since Nim says they do, it’s best to believe him). Oh, yes, and a piccolo. He plays it and smashes people’s heads with it sometimes. But that doesn’t really count.
Appearance- Two foot tall and sturdy. His tail used to be long and lustrous but now it is short, stubby and missing chunks of hair. He has a thin coat of light brown fur and wears too-big trousers (presumably the ones that his father wore when slaying a dragon) and a tight, button-down shirt. He has a small belt and scabbard around his waist and his bow can usually be found around his shoulder with a quiver on his back. His eyes are full of mischievous intentions but some are lucky enough to catch a sliver of kindness and sincerity –even though he is not evil, Nim doesn’t like to show his ‘weak’ side. Also, he keeps a pouch on his belt.