Ahh Mermeth. Well it's not hard to guess his race just by looking at him, even with all the bulky garments he wears. He's an elf and a gangly one at that. His whole frame seems to lack any real mass. He's honestly all meat and bone, but that meat that curls around the bone is hammered into solid muscle to wring out every possible ounce of strength his body could possibly offer. The only location that seems to have any real power, is his lower half. His legs are those of an acrobat, strong and able to get his light frame moving as quickly as possible.

The skin that keeps all this bone in one place is a pasty mesh. One would almost say it seems fresh, soft, and well kept up on. But instead it seems Mermeth hasn't paid much attention and that elven gift of fair skin is on a downward spiral into a calloused covering. He's even threaded a copious amount of ink under his skin. His whole body save his skull has been used as canvas. His whole left side shows a battalion of undead in their rusty armor and broken weapons charging a defense of knights on his right side. The warriors, weapons, and the flames that roll in the background cover him all over, and even up his throat somewhat.

The elf has also shoved a cornucopia of metal into his flesh. From his left ear which is full of rings from knife point to lobe, so full in fact that ever move the elf makes causes a minor soft jingle of metal. Slammed in through his right brow is a ring, right dead center in the brow. With another ring curling up around his right nostril. And one would hazard a guess, that there's probably more under the fabric that covers his elven hide.

The elf, always seems cold. Perhaps for many uncomfortable so. That chilly frozen aura wafts out from his whole body as well as the iron strapped to his spine. So much so that it's not uncommon to see some rain water freezing to the metal he wears. Most of the ice though, seems to collect on the weapon strapped down to his spine. It's a greatsword and it's honestly almost as big as the elf. It's a massive thing, made of fine iron. The hilt bears a name as well, that being Mermeth. The blade is kept down on the elf's back with chains all held together by a rather stout lock, which seems to have made the blade impossible to draw.