Looker

An androgyn. One of the Lothrian new men dwelling in the tunnels beneath Vedatharad on Padmurak.

—His father, CARRY, a scavenger and boatman.

A tall, gray-faced man loomed over me, leaning on a long wooden pole. He had the bald pate and hollow cheeks common to nearly every zuk I’d seen, though he wore rubberized boots that went to mid-thigh over his faded coveralls.

...

They were not quoting the Lothriad at all, though they spoke the tongue of the Commonwealth.

...

Two faces peered down at me. One was a man’s. The other was as indeterminate as the voice that belonged to it, that of either a strong-jawed girl or an effeminate boy. “What should be done?” the second asked, glancing at the taller man. The child could not have been older than fifteen standard. “Living men are not salvage.”

Kingdoms of Death, Chapter 16: Vultures