Brief Background Information :

-The first thing you'll more than likely notice is that Rethrell is a liminal being, straddling the divide between animal and human and partaking of both. There is no doubt that somewhere in his blood line crept a Centaur thus giving him the appearance you see before you. In the port town of Lux Solis where he grew up he was labelled a freak, often finding himself left to enjoy his own company.
It is only in his late teens that he found acceptance and friendship in the form of a mercenary gang. Due to his powerful physical attributes he proved very beneficial to the group, often finding himself being involved in all sorts of trouble ranging any where from kidnap to murder. As his notoriety and influence within the band grew, the leader of the group, Adrixian, started to grow wary as possible whispers of a challenge for the leadership circled in hushed tones. To put an end to any possible take over Adrixian hatched a scheme, a scheme that would almost claim the life of Rethrell and leave a lasting mark that would never be forgotten.-

Physical Appearance :

-Rethrell stands at a height of 6'3, and weighs somewhere in the region of 280 lbs. It is quite obvious that his species is somewhat of a cross blood between Human and Centaur. His hair is a tangled mass of dusty coal strands and his scar scattered skin is naturally bronzed due to the dark complexion, the tone helping to accentuate his sculptured physique. His kind dark emerald eyes contrast nicely with his dark tan profile and despite having a warm presence from time to time clasp a slither of an untamed rampant beast. His thick heavy muscular frame is strewn with the occasional protruding vein, with his upper chest, back and arms being slightly out of proportion in context with his waist.
His right thigh is what you'd expect of a Grecian athlete, however from the knee down his leg narrows as it becomes that of an equine appendage. If you were to look at his left leg there would be a completely different tale entirely as nearly the complete leg is made from an adamantine alloy which thuds densely against the ground with every step he takes. Due to this it causes his broad shoulders and upper torso to sway as he manoeuvres himself. Sitting just above his Herculean rump is a lustrous black tail which you might expect a stallion to possess, the skirt falling to cover the backs of his knees.-

OOC : Be warned, despite his seemingly harmless nature and the fact he is somewhere between warrior and horse, he is the antithesis of the knight and the horseman. Instead of mastering or taming his instincts, he is ruled by them to some degree. The centaur within him craves and is somewhat a symbol for violent lust, adultery, brutality, vengefulness and other beastly urges. Although no doubt similar to the struggle within each heart between good and evil, moderation and excess, passion and propriety, forgiveness and retaliation, belief and unbelief and even god and beast.

I have no red lights as such bar paedophilia, although if something comes up I am uncomfortable with I will let you know. But I really have no interest in toilet play and the like but apart from that all is fair in love and war!

Player is tell friendly for whatever reason you may wish to contact me.

Please remember, I am -NOT- the character and the character is in no way an extension of me. Have fun.