The High Priest of Vecna now wears a ceremonial self-made armor out of cured yeti fur and bone, a fearsome red mask contorted in a visage of rage.

He is getting in on the years, his voice igravelly and seemingly always in pain, often spotted cracking his spine and other bones, trying to cope with the pain.

He has a somewhat muscular build, a body that  seen much combat, yet little scarring.

Height: 6 feet tall
Weight: 100 kilograms
Eyes: Dark Hazel
Hair: Brown and long

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Green Lights: Magical research/experimentation RP, adventuring,  actual women, traps, submissive partners, turning dominants submissive. Breeding.
Yellow: Fiends
Redlight: Things against the rules, senseless edge, toilet shit