Name: Sheotl
Title: (former) High Scholar . Telolotl University. Telolotan
Description: A humanoid lizard of dark green skin tone, his eyes are a pale orange. A wispy beard grows from his chin, seemingly natural despite the impossibility of it happening. While his clothing seems to vary, a dirty brown satchel always seems attached to his person, containing his personal belongings. At the very bottom of the satchel is a small piece of parchment that never seems to rot. Written in a very rare language, it reads simply: "We miss you very much - Sasa and Rotyl (PS, mom and dad say hi!)"
History: Living in Telolotan under the megalomaniac rule of self-styled King Telolotyl was interesting, horrifying and at the same time a mistake Sheotl would never regret. He had spent much of his younger years wasting away at the Emperor's personal library. Oh yes, he was a brilliant spirit-caller and had a side-career as a demon hunter but for the most part, Sheotl was little more than a clerk serving an Emperor who's Empire barely paid attention to him. Tired of his life, he eventually packed his bags for the Curiates, the archipelago at the western edges of the Empire. It had always been home of society's malcontents but it was also a place of innovation and discovery. In the Curiates, pirates could conquer an island, becomes kings and be hanged the same day. It was the perfect place to live out his golden years. After some run-ins with a would be demon cultist, Sheotl eventually accepted a offer from the newly-crowned king of Telolotan, Telolotl. He had been crowned the week before Sheotl was offered the job, and it quite clearly showed by the 'university' described in the letter. Little more than a warehouse and a few sheds, Sheotl smiled and shrugged, knowing that getting off the island was going to be difficult. He thus spent the next few decades of his life in research, helping the regime in whatever way he could. As such, when the king's emissary brought in a peculiar crystal from the distant Ztah Steppes, Sheotl barely questioned it. The gem seemed to have a magical effect; it could open small portals in space. As a scholar, such a material was of course greatly curious to Sheotl. After years of trying to procure more, he hit the motherlode and got a crate full of it. This of course, soon resulted in a Mistake. The portal, it seemed, was far too large. Far, far too large. Seeing no other reasonable option, he sacrificed an assistant to the spirits, closing the portal. What Sheotl forget to do however, was specify to the spirit that he didn't want to be sucked in. Sheotl, as it would turn out, soon had little care for this Mistake, discovering the vast worlds Beyond.