What a mess i have fallen into, ever since we reached the damn city of Dal Komor my life has been utter shit. I barely remember where it all began, we were young and afraid, survived an assault from the nothern army. Left our village to rot afterward, all survivor were younglings, we had no life experience yet and we couldnt stay here. The trip to find civilization was total nightmare... We lost many to forest creatures, having to run while hearing the screams of fear and agony to those unfortunate to become a meal .


I took the mantle of leader since i was the oldest in the group, we managed to escape the forest, starving and barely had energy left in us. That was when a travelling merchant using the road saw us, with his large caravan he asked if we were all alright, and what happened to us.


He offered us to climb in his caravan, gave us some food and we managed to sleep. As soon as we arrived at the merchant destination, well he couldn't take us further since the caravan would be filled with important merchandise and theres not enough room for us, him and his guards.



Left as children alone in the large city of the east... it changed us for the worst. Like a coward i left the others to their own fate as i tried to forge my own path. What a path it was, a thief working for the black market, the number of time i was caught and had to do shady stuff to the bastards... I learn quickly that Male Nevreans are often taking the worst kind of jobs, whores.. The yinglets are doing the same crap but they are too stupid to get real jobs.


Well Vex the nevrean got a bad reputation, then bounty on my head i had to pay or lose my head. So yeah , i felt ashamed but i had to work as a dancer between black market jobs so i dont get bounty hunters up my ass, i forgot what it felt like to have dignity.


After many years of living without self esteem and having nightmares if my countless failures, i went south to the desert city of Durianossa. I wanted to start a new clean life, theres a way to change your identity and appearance there, so i heavy modified myself, i became a red feathered nevrean with black dye to give more of a style, i went bigger by changing my sclera color to black too, luckily i didnt lost my vision.


Now that i looked different, i wanted to change my name for good, but the boss of the place said i had quite a hefty price on my head and he was about to call the guard.... unless i cleanse myself clean by doing a single round in his arena. I did not have much of a choice so i accepted. Motherfucker makes me fight a blight stinger , they have tough shell and deadly venom in their tail stinger and the claws stingers. All the beast had to do is grab me with its claw and then it was over, the stingers would have stretch and pierce my flesh, then the venom would have paralyzed me in second, and bird food i become .


Spent the entire battle running around like an idiot dodging its stinger, using the smallest of opening to strike at it, it had soft fleshing joints so at least the sword was not useless, still its not a beast that stay still for long. It was half an hour of me dodging and striking it till i managed to cut enough limbs , unable to move i rammed the sword in its brain from one of his many eyes.


The crowd were either in rage that i survived , said crap like '' this battle is rigged, how could a male Nevrean even kill a beast'' . I had my earful of racism, sexism, whatever you call it i had my fill of angry mob. The boss on the other hand congratulated me and laughed loudly, said he won the jackpot, one of the only person who even bet on me.



Said he earned more coins today than my multiple bounty on my head combined, so he cleared them for me but even then i had to find a new name. I knew what name i wanted, Shizame , its spelled '' she za may'' its a odd name sure, but that was my father's name and he was a good man.


The boss asked me to give back the sword since i had no reason to fight, but... i said i wanted to keep it too, he was confused by my choice but... I can't live my life the way it used to be, i had to fight against my coward nature, and the thrill of killing a beast might have turned me crazy but... I feel like i want to kill more, for a price of course. Mercenaries always amazed me, they got big paid, gets to kill often and dont get forced to wear maid outfit for months so the rich idiot that caught me wouldnt turn me in.


Plus if i can find back what happened to the survivor i used to lead, and redeem myself to their eyes if they are still alive... i can remove the nightmare and guilt out of my soul for good.-

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Decided to give another shot of Nevrean Shizame. I was not sure what to do with him so i removed his name and called him Vex until i had a new role for him. But yeah last art i made him a yinglet and i just did not felt like keeping him like that, i have enough yings already plus i felt like i could maybe find a better lore for him.


So here he is, and to prevent confusion, decided he used to be called Vex till he changed his name to Shizame, so i got an excuse to change the name suddenly.



Art , creature and shizame belongs to me


Nevrean species belong to  mick39