Commission for xodiac of his OC yinglet, Zavvat.

(From xodiac’s description)

The other yinglets could have easily blown his cover long ago, but they are far too entertained by watching other species getting tricked into believing that Zavvat is a poor starving child (though all but one of those things is true).

He is also very good at getting out of trouble. If caught, he plays on his size and pretends to be a child who doesn’t know any better, or one fearful of being hit by the big angry human, and will tearfully give back whatever he took.

He knows that eventually people are going to catch on that this “young” yinglet hasn’t gotten any older, so he’s gathering some dyes to change his fur color, and a little bleach to change his markings. They’ll come in useful if he ever gets in major big-time serious trouble, too.

Zavvat lives in an abandoned sand-dog burrow under a small house. The entrance is large enough to accomodate a regular-sized yinglet, but not a human, and the room below (which he has expanded out to about 5’ x 10’, but has a ceiling too low for anyone but him to stand upright.) There is currently no back entrance, a problem that he is trying to remedy by digging out a long escape tunnel. He has no idea where it’ll come out, as it’s not done yet. His “rent” consists of paying the owner of the house above him a few coins each month to not fill in the hole.

Generally, Zavvat wears rags, with little-to-nothing in the way or jewelry (even yinglet-style jewelry) or other ornamentation. Occasionally he goes around naked, but because of his size when he does he is often mistaken for a simple lesser yinglet. This does not make him happy – who wants to be mistaken for a stupid lesser yinglet? How would you like to be mistaken for a chimpanzee, human? But it has given him a last-ditch plan in case he gets in serious trouble. If he can get outside the town, he can take off his clothes and pose as a wild lesser yinglet. It’s a last resort that he truly is not eager to try, but it’s there if he needs it.

And if all this sounds a little like he’s a genius… well, think again. Zavvat is however exceedingly clever when it comes to stealing stuff and getting out of trouble. In pretty much every other respect… he’s a yinglet. His “rent” isn’t enough to keep the owner of the house from pointing his hole out to anyone who comes asking around, for instance, and while he has a good eye for finding items of real worth in his burglaries, he really has no idea just how worthy they truly are.

He once traded a silver chalice for a full day of meals at a tavern, and still thinks he got the better deal. A full DAY of food, just for a pretty cup! He’s also something of a pack-rat; his lair is filled with stuff he hasn’t gotten rid of yet, or things he likes too much to sell for food. (His current prized possession is a very nice crystal goblet.)

He’s also something of a kleptomaniac. If he sees that open window, he’ll go “exploring,” and if there something that’s severely portable and seemingly unguarded then he’ll try to swipe it. This has led to more than one chase through the markets, as that bauble or piece of food was being watched more closely than he thought. The merchants know to keep an eye out for him, now, and though they don’t always succeed it has made casual thefts there a bother. Zavvat is way, way too short to pick pockets, and makes a pretty poor cutpurse as well.