Jynvri Shaldar

Jynvri Shaldar fights like they swim—low, tight, and angry at noise. Their blue-green skin is slick with sea-salt, webbed fingers flexing around a harpoon-spear etched with barnacle notches. Neck gill slits flare when they lie, dark eyes fixed on throats. A chaotic-evil fighter, they snag bounties by torching rival docks, then collecting receipts from the bodies.