Quenyaar Ssil'Lam of the Fourth

Character Information

Gender		Male
Species		The Lamiithar
Age		87

Physical Appearance

Height		1.93 meters
Weight		82 kilograms
Hair Color		None
Eye Color		Yellow-green
Physical Description		Quenyaar is a slender, refined Lamiithari with smooth, stone-toned scales ranging from muted grey to soft charcoal. His features are long and angular, giving him an air of quiet wisdom. The ridges above his eyes are subtle but expressive, shifting with his mood in ways humanoids often misread. His build is elegant rather than imposing, with long, dexterous fingers capable of delicate work—perfect for handling fragile artifacts and curios. He dresses in layered robes of deep, muted colors, chosen more for cultural modesty and practical comfort than ornamentation. A faint pattern of scale mottling runs along his jaw and throat, marking his clutch-line. His movements are unhurried and fluid, each gesture deliberate, as if every motion carries meaning. When still, he can appear almost statue-like; when animated, his subtle tail movements reveal emotion with surprising clarity. Despite his calm demeanor, there is something quietly intense about Quenyaar—an alertness in his eyes that suggests he observes far more than he ever voices.

Family

Mother		Ssil’Maruun (clutchmother)
Brother(s)		Clutchmates: First-born: A political mediator on their homeworld Second-born: A star-mapper serving off-world Third-born: A caretaker of ancestral sites Fourth-born (Quenyaar): Nomad scholar-merchant

Personality & Traits

General Overview		Quenyaar Ssil’Lam of the Fourth is a soft-spoken, perceptive Lamiithari merchant who runs Curio and Curioser, a dimly lit shop filled with artifacts, oddities, and objects of uncertain provenance. Highly observant and slow to judge, Quenyaar approaches life with a scholar’s patience and a wanderer’s curiosity. Though outwardly calm and composed, their mind is always threading connections between people and the items they seek. To many, Quenyaar seems enigmatic — a being who knows more than they say and who chooses their words with deliberate care. Federation locals have grown accustomed to their steady presence and quiet wisdom, seeking them out not only for curios but for insight. Quenyaar is fond of his clutchmates, but distant, maintaining intermittent but meaningful communication. He honors them in small ways — carvings, rituals, phrases from his upbringing woven into conversation.
Ambitions		Quenyaar seeks to uncover “the object of significance” that each Fourth-born is said to eventually find — an artifact or idea that will bring honor, knowledge, or change to their clutch. They do not know what form this object will take, only that they will recognize it when its story resonates with theirs. Beyond this cultural ambition, Quenyaar wishes to expand Curio and Curioser into a haven where travelers can exchange more than goods: stories, insights, warnings, and truths that might otherwise be lost.
Hobbies & Interests		Observation of People: Quenyaar finds deep enjoyment in watching how individuals move through their lives — what they seek, what they avoid, and what they carry without realizing. Tea & Aroma Craft: A quiet connoisseur of herbal infusions, scented dusts, and subtle fragrances — many of which they blend themselves.

Personal History

Quenyaar hails from the Ssil’Lam, a reptilian-descended species known for precise memory, deliberate speech, and a deep cultural tradition of object-lore—the belief that every item carries a thread of history, potential, and consequence. Being “of the Fourth” marks Quenyaar as the fourth-born of their clutch, a position traditionally associated with wanderers, negotiators, and those who leave home to seek fortunes in the unpredictable dealings of the wider galaxy. The Fourth-born are often said to be “touched by the Unfolding,” a Lamiithar concept meaning destined to witness the improbable. Quenyaar left their homeworld after a ceremonial parting-of-clutch, tasked with discovering something of value to bring back to the Lamiithar collective… though the definition of “value” was deliberately left vague. Their early travels brought them into contact with traders, rogues, explorers, and once, disastrously, a telepathic fungus that attempted to run the ship’s helm. Through it all, Quenyaar collected objects—sometimes paid for, sometimes earned, sometimes gifted in gratitude or apology. Eventually, they settled in Federation space, drawn by the rich diversity of cultures and the endless supply of discarded or overlooked items that, to their eye, shimmered with potential.