Korsa Riggs
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A reprobate and a grifter is what youre getting a description of. Riggs looks human man just working down the end of the road of his youth. He has to be around twenty seven or so as hes still got some youthful appearance to him. But it would seem life itself had issues with what had to be some decent looks at one point. His mug is a road map of old brawls, from a bent nose from a break or four, an old knife wound thats torn a good chunk out of the corner of his bottom lip, and that sly smirk of a scar on his throat. His dark brown eyes are clouded in a sea of yellow from drowning in a lake of booze. His voice also echoes his addiction to the bottle and probably the pipe from the husky rumble to it. Sprouting from his skull is a shaggy mess of brown hair which seems he does absolutely nothing to maintain given how it goes everywhere. He also seems incapable of keeping up with a razor as his mug is covered in scratchy stubble.
Hes not the tallest hubbard around, hes only about five foot ten and hes kinda skinny. Its hard to tell if he was just dealt a genetic wildcard of never putting on much of any weight, or perhaps just doesnt eat well as he cant be over a hundred and fifty pounds. His slim left arm is covered in an ink. Hes a man of the road and it shows from the heavy thick layer of road dust that clings to his boots and honestly his whole person. Around his waist are not one, but two belts. And each belt it loaded for bear with bags, bottles, knives, and even a coil of rope. His right mitt is armored up in a rather shitty looking gauntlet. Its probably one of the most ragged, dented, and broken bits of armor this side of Sigil. Hell, even one of the finger plates for the pointer finger has somehow managed to vanish. Riggs is a man of meager means and as such everything he wears seems to have been in his possession probably most of his life and has been patched time and time again. It honestly looks like his garments could fall apart at a moments notice and it has to be his will that keeps these things together. |
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Player: | I Roll 20s |
Gender (Visually): | Male |
Race (Visually): | Human |