Phineas_Somerled

Phineas hails from a-not exactly xenophobic-but isolated clan of naga’s, away from the modern world. There, they live by the older ways, hunting and ambushing their prey, divining their future from the stars, and (in a few scattered cases) farming the land. When a naga from this clan comes of age, they are let loose into the wilder world, to explore and find themselves, and where they fit into the grand scheme of creation.* Some return to the tribe, finding the modern world to be overwhelming and confusing. Some embrace the new world, either settling down in it, or wandering it until the end of their days. And some-well, some find their place in the world as a bit of fat on a predator’s belly, or as a big, sticky, quickly cooling puddle.

Current clan consensus is that last one is definitely going to be Phineas’ fate. The 18-ish naga lad has always been a bit clumsy, moving through life with two left feet***. What’s worse, he tends to be a bit more interested in talking with his sapient meals than eating them. That's not to say he doesn't eventually try to eat folks-he will! It feels nice, and, hey, that's how life goes, yeah? But the naga's curiosity frequently proves to be a liability, either giving a would-be victim time to escape, or to get the upper hand. There's been at least one instance where tribe members had to pull him out of a centaur by his tail. Or occasionally out of another clan-mate: Some of his peers found it fun to 'tease' him that way...

And despite it all, Phineas remained (and remains) cheerful. Or, at least, upbeat, even when hip-deep in an amazon. He’s optimistic about his chances! There’s such a wide world out there, and he’s excited to learn about it, to travel it, to meet interesting people! He's always been excited and curious about the world outside his clan, pestering those who'd returned about what they saw, pawing through any books they brought back. And now, he gets to explore it for himself! All the wonder and knowledge-and, well, yeah. Danger, too, to be sure. He certainly hopes he doesn’t end up as a slowly softening bulge, but he knows that’s how the cycle goes sometimes. Maybe he’ll be a more capable hunter in the next turning of his wheel.

Physically, Phineas is-well. A bit on the scrawny side, for a naga lad. He's only 15 feet long in the snake half, for starters. And his human half would best be described as 'a runner's physique' if one were being charitable, or 'scrawny nerd' if one were being less so. His scales aren't brilliant, vibrant, or even *shiny*. They're just a fairly matte, earthy brown. Which would make for excellent camouflage, were it not for his pale blonde hair.

*Think of them as a… sort of predatory Amish, perhaps. Made of snake people.**
**Look the analogy’s not perfect, OK?
***Scales. Whatever.


Character of Harley_Chase
Also character of Jahan
(Yes, I am the same person! Dun dun dun.)