Kigati is a lean black-scaled dragonborn with narrow silver markings along the jaw and throat, amber eyes, and swept-back horns polished smooth from constant handling. A battered red cord is tied around one horn, its fibers worn thin where Kigati repeatedly twists it between two claws. They dress in patched dark clothing beneath a weather-stained leather coat, with a small knife, a mouse cage, and a bone token always close at hand. Their posture is tense and ready to spring, and faint acid-green light sometimes flickers behind their teeth when they are frightened or angry.

Kigati is quick, suspicious, and painfully alert. They speak in clipped phrases, dislike being touched without warning, and react to kindness with awkward intensity. They are fiercely protective of prisoners, street children, and anyone who looks trapped, but they struggle to remain in one place long enough to feel safe.

Kigati grew up in the service alleys beneath a crowded river district, surviving by carrying messages, lifting purses, and sleeping wherever the city forgot to look. Their most prized possession was a little red cord taken from the remains of their family home, tied around one horn as a reminder that they had belonged to someone before the streets claimed them. A night of following a wealthy stranger through a disused warehouse ended with Kigati being captured by an illithid hidden beneath the city. The creature subjected them to prolonged torment, probing memory and fear with cold, methodical cruelty. Kigati escaped only because the mind flayer's lair was attacked by adventurers, though the experience left something inside their thoughts cracked open.