I'm a coyote, with tan fur, chainmail, and a green tabard. I have a symbol of my religion, a thread and needle, sown on the front. I love my goddess, Istus, the goddess of fate. I leave everything to chance, taking any step, talking, even at times I leave breathing up to chance. I am partially blind, unable to see too far ahead of me, but everything I do is completely by chance, but I somehow find my way around anyway. I smile all the time, and live a life completely run by my goddess.