Young Human Male
Your canvas pants are old and soiled. Your bare arms show
occasional scars. Your left shoulder is badly bruised and isn't
cooperating with you right now.
You feel a stinging pain in your lower back, as you twist around
reach behind you, you find a small crystal that is fastened to a
string around your neck. You must have been lying on it.
A young human face looks up at you out of the puddle. His long
reddish hair is tangled and bloodied and more blood has soaked
into the top part of his jerkin. The young face is not without
scars though, his left eye is blackened and his jaw is badly
bruised.
