Ezra Zimmer

Raylen's Second in Command

29

Female

She/her

6'3"

Sparse, utilitarian, some armor, dark colors

Ezra is a heavily mutated Proprioborn. She is tall, with a thickly muscular build only accentuated by her additional limbs. Besides the usual two arms, she has a third under the one on the right. A second tail also waves alongside the first, just as flexible. On her back, a misshapen lump of flesh juts out near her left shoulder blade; she's able to move it slightly, and given further mutations, it may sprout into a fourth arm. Similarly, a partially-formed hand sticks out from her abdomen on the lower left. Her eyes are gold and slit-pupiled and her teeth are jagged and sharp.

Her curly red hair is typically cut short in a military-esque style. Her face is a Proprioborn's usual blend of feline and human, but her eyes are golden and slit-pupiled, and her teeth have become jagged and sharp. Her left ear has a chunk missing thanks to a bar fight long ago, the same thing that also put a long scar down the left side of her face.

Tight spaces

Ezra is mutated enough to enable long-distance Crafting. She is incredibly dangerous, often obliterating her opponents' sense of balance and even forcing them into making unnatural movements through hallucinations. She lacks precision, though, and prefers to incapacitate her targets in one burst rather than drag fights out.

Ezra was a Proprioborn from birth, and has always been obsessed with Propriomancy and the agility and grace it grants. She grew up in Bewegen near the Propriomancy Terminus, and had been sneaking off to it often as long as anyone can remember. She became more and more mutated, especially as she grew older and her parents could no longer stop her from going to the Terminus, until one day she simply disappeared.

Everyone thought her lost, turned to a full mutant and likely caught by law enforcement to be euthanized. But instead, she's been simply hiding out, having finally found company who encourages her habits despite her physical state.

Ezra does not have a license to maintain the level of Sensecraft Mutation that she does and is forced to live life in the shadows. When she disappeared, she did so to Vedere to hide out with the help of her trusted friend Raylen Kline. Smuggling her there was a traumatic event that has left her with acute claustrophobia, due to all the time spent holed up in the tiniest transports that could feasibly hold her.

She now works with Raylen on whatever he needs. If he's successful in finding a cure for the mutations, she would happily return to her old life as an ordinary Proprioborn, free to use her Craft to its fullest extent.