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I am Calki the Protruding I am a 22 year old Tiefling Bone Devil. My mother is a Bone Devil in the 9-Hells, my father I don't remember but I assume a Tiefling. At a young age I was sold by my mother to a Druid who took me the Primordial Plane (the human realm). From there I spent years being sold from person to person and used as their servant, display piece, toy or punching bag. I did not have a fun life but I always assumed I did something to disserve the abuse. After all I am a hideous monster who would want me? To explain my name, the village I was born in didn't use Surnames, we were given titles. Mine is, well, because of my appearance. I am mostly a normal Tiefling except for a few bone protrusions. My right breast is a normal D-Cup but my left breast is entirely a bone plate. My skin is a plum purple but the right side of my face is entirely bone as well, no flesh. I wear a half white porcelain mask to hide it. My tail is a normal Tiefling tail except for the numerous spikes protruding from it ending with a sharp dagger like tip on the end. After years of being sold and abused I accidently killed my last owner, I can't believe what I did. I woke up one day with a mysterious wand next to me, feels familiar but I can't place it. Well the wand seems to help me focus my magic, oh yah I'm a sorcerer, I guess I should have mentioned that earlier, sorry. I now spend my days hiding, drawing as little attention as possible.