At just under thirty turns, Neolith doesn't look a day out of his teen turns. With soft curves dominating his face, he looks simply childish, and perhaps the only redeeming features about him are his muscles, which are outstanding. His short, inch-long hair is usually spiked using oils. It is a dark brown and if it were to grow out, it would fall as straight as a person grows. His eyes are a soft, new-grass green color, though they have often been criticized with not looking as if they open all the way. His eyebrows are a shade darker than his hair color. His mouth is soft, matching the soft curves of his cheeks, and his chin ends with a very slight cleft. At six feet in height, he's tall enough, and he works both as a hunter and a crafter, so he is sufficiently muscled. In his relative youth still, he's got an outstanding metabolism that allows for him to eat like there's no tomorrow.
Neawa, premature elder, Ien Tribe
Ondolith, Beastcrafter, Kroon Tribe
Pawnya, sister, 3 turns younger, by Ien hunter Ponoy
Neolith wasn't born in the Ien tribe, so to speak. His mother had run off to be with a man from the Kroon Tribe because she thought he loved her. For a while, he did love her, and she was happy. But Ondolith was always in love more with his craft than any single woman. As it was, he got around a lot, and not only within his own Tribe. That much was apparent when Neawa became pregnant with his child and the man was nowhere to be found.