More sketchies, of Mharyk this time, my mesmer/ex Flame Shaman.

Poor boy is aged beyond his years, all scarred and haggard. His horns were chopped off and his eyes torn out, and his back branded just before he left the Flame Legion, after he openly defied them. The scars on his arms he received when he was forced to briefly return to Flame in order to dispatch another Shaman who was attacking the Black Citadel. His chest-scar was dealt when a powerful lich hit him with a nasty curse, which he was forced to burn out of himself.

He’s generally quite calm and somewhat reserved, though as his confidence has been boosted through his work for the High Legions he has shown a more relaxed and humorous side. Above all else he is dedicated to earning his place and proving his loyalty, especially to his mate and the warband he wishes to join.