Player: Tamsin M
Email: zubin@djemity.chaosdeathfish.com
Caste: Guardian

Bio still to come

Front Admiral Zubin was a great enchanter, possibly one of the greatest the Kirlsa ever had. But he was not an infirm, but a great and manly captain, sailing his ship (The Kosper) through the skies of Djemity riding atop a wave of terrified lightning. It was he who did the enchantment on the Kirlsa crown, carved from the jaw of the spirit Lokastilla that he and the King defeated in an honour duel. Forever light, but never falling off, even in combat, it is an impressive piece of work.

Captain Zubin was ever one to care for his crew, sometimes distracting him from what he actually needed to be doing. For instance when Rahman the Revenant felt it was time to go it was Zubin who got rip roaring drunk to see him off. He then set up a memorial breeding park in his name.

The relationship between Leonor and Zubin has neer been 100% clear. However, what appears to be the case is that Zubin did more private modelling than any other Kirlsa of the time period, appearing in many paintings. Some say he even painted some himself.

Wood is a scarce commodity. But we are Kirlsa, and we have the solution to every problem: beasts. The Mosel Navy will be as powerful and individual as the Kirlsa who fill its ranks.”

– Inspirational speech by Zubin

There is the royal yacht, made of a Great Wyrm. There are cabins built onto the carapaces of great turtles. There are trained whales, with crew inside their mouths. There are manifested sea-serpents as tugboats-of-war. There are sloops of bone and rafts of shell. And there is the Kosper, riding the air on a wave of terrified lightning. – The description of a bewildered Aquienos, half scared to death by his encounter with the Kirlsa navy.

“Rumi wouldn't have wanted anything artistic, so his monument was a simple design. It was a pyramid of blackest obsidian, smooth as oil on the outside. The inside walls were covered with sketches of Rumi's life, battles and beastforms; the designs chittered and hissed, as the walls were enchanted with as many scorpions as Zubin could bind within it. There was no body for the tomb, but a plain bier onto which Zubin laid Rumi's sword.

The scorpions had caused his first death. The obsidian was of the monolith that taken him the second time. Zubin shifted the final slab into place, sealing his father's tomb, knowing that with the monument Rumi would not die a third death: that he would never be forgotten.”

– Zubin on the design of his father's tomb.