TRIBE-291: Venom

He was a very devoted warrior, but at a pretty young age he got severely hurt by a timberwolf who sliced off his wings and one of his front legs. It was just a year or two after he became a warrior, so he never felt like he fulfilled his duty, but now he was unable to continue being a warrior. After healing, he started hanging out around the old blacksmith, who was an old guy that is alive no more. He kept asking the blacksmith to make him some prosthetics so he could start again to do his duty, but the old man told him there’s no hope for him to to something like that that would be properly functional. After asking the blacksmith couple times and being turned down, he decided to take the matter in his own paws and became the blacksmith’s apprentice. Since then, he made many prosthetics for himself and even experienced on other grifix that lost parts of their body, but the results were rather aesthetic than fictional, and often uncomfortable to wear. Even if the prosthetic leg he made for himself works pretty well, and can even be used in fighting, he was never able to create usable wings for himself. He did make a prosthetic wing for a grifix that lost only one of his wings, which was able to move activated by the other wing, but even that was barely able to take off the ground and almost impossible to fly in. Now he always wears his prosthetics, as if they would save a purpose but they aren’t actually very useful. Other than that, he crafts all sorts of accessories and stuff to keep armors together, weapons, and other stuff for the grifix to use. He’s still young, so he hasn’t given up on becoming a warrior again yet. He’s cheerful and tried to hide the fact that he’s bothered by his situation, even though everybody knows.