This cutter is more than a little cracked. A boyhood filled only with pleasing the lords and ladys for whom he played the fool taught him the art of satire and synicism. So clever was this boy that he was able to deride those for whom he played the right under their noses. Each little play he put on was in some way a rather obtuse insult to his master or one of his masters puppets... In later years, exiled from his country for treason, he managed to hook up with an insane Tiefling who was trying to find her way off of his prime world and back to her home in sigil. I will spare you the details of her story for now. Together, these two misfits eventualy did find their way to the cage. Ehn here, still compulsively wearing his jester costume, eventualy joined the Bleakers...
--Just another character study in pencil. I do hope you all tell me what you think. Farewell.
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Another stylish, intriguing entry. A jester Bleaker is a pleasing notion.