Edwinn Cartier
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A gentle ocean breeze, crisp and cool. The calls of the ocean's depths are never far.
Most often seen covered head to toe, it can be difficult to get a proper gauge on Cartier, appearance wise. He stands quite tall though, long and slender-limbed, light and athletic. His choice in choice in covering while outdoors, leathers and heavy fabrics, all show heavy use. Born from the mind of practicality, they are both easy to move in and easy to take care of, durable and road-worn. Along his belt, he keeps a few pouches of supplies, trinkets and other things. It's an easy guess that he keeps other things hidden behind, under the concealment of his cloak. Out of sight of anyone that might glimpse him, but within easy reach when needed. The little that is to be seen beyond the dark leathers and cloth reveals pale, fair skinned face. An oddity, as it seems a shade that implies he enjoyed a great deal of time under the sun at some point. That particular luster and shine from being sun-kissed is gone, however. His hair stands against his usual choice of colors, a deep and rich red mahogany. Coarse, thick and wavy. Unruly and only /just/ tamed. His eyes stand out the most, beneath which rest a dense scattering of freckles across his pale skin. Bright, vibrant and a mottled mixture of emerald, moss green and the brown of a forest floor. A sharp intellect and wit reflect inside of them, as does a keen perception of his surroundings. More odd is the strange luminescent quality they seem to carry. Put under dim lighting, a subtle green glimmering shines from within. For all of his odd choice in dress, he seems friendly enough at an outward level. Never one to shy away from meeting new faces, he seems all too happy to chat and pass time in the company of others. A smile, often behind a mask and rarely seen, but easy to infer from tone. His voice has a pleasant, soothing sound to it, almost melodic in cadence and is seldom raised above polite conversational levels. Now and then one might glimpse a vacant look in his eyes, as if he were not fully present. The moments seem to come and go at random, but usually pass with haste. Tell friendly most of the time! I'm not really interested in discussing setting up ERP with characters Cartier has never met or interacted with, but I'm happy to chat about most other things and ideas. Conversations. Development. Emotions. Intensity. Intrigue. Mystery. Otherworldly. Romance. Supernatural. Witchcraft. Gore. Scat. Vore. |
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Player: | Saltwater |
Gender (Visually): | Male |
Race (Visually): | Human |