Shaman

The shamans wore elaborate costumes of paint and feathers and shells, but this was just an old man. His skin was leather. His right eye was dark and piercing, his left eye was empty, and from the ruined socket a wisp of smoke trailed upward.  He wore nothing but a cord around his waist and rings of blue mud and white mud daubed on his left arm. He carried a flint-headed spear.