Face:   This figure's face is whole heartedly expressive. He's always seen beaming and smiling a wide toothy grin. However, your gutt would begin to tell you of a certain little elf, and a mask he oh so enjoyed to wear.  Regardless of that, his angular face often held that handsome boyish smile in a fashionable manner.

Hair:   Snow white strands of hair with steely highlights hang to the left, combed over his eye to sweep over the side of his face. On the right, he'd have a single braid falling down his cheek, just before his ear. It'd bare a small steel bead, nothing too spectacular.

Eyes:   Brilliant sapphire shaded eyes roll about calmly, never hanging in thought unless he were unaware of your presence. The pair would be far from your typical piercing gaze; hold a genuine sincerity to them that was undoubtedly hard to come by.

Skin:   Matching well with his hair, this man looks like his life has been without sun, which comes to a disbelief if you were to know where he had come from. Cadeyrn's skin would be alluring to say the least, the creamy unblemished surface coating the defined muscles beneath.

Body/Build:   At first glance, you'd suspect a slumdog scrapper, and you'd be right~! Only Cadeyrn's body is impeccable, howevber it's not as though you're going to see it,. But if you were~! His lean pectorals puff out above his defined wasboard abbs, his arms toned and muscular, flash unnaturally defined biceps, triceps, and all the rest. However this scrawny figure managed such is a wonder, for actual size and stature he stands no more than 5'2 and 121'bs.

Attire:    Cadeyrn could always be found wrapped in clothing that deemed itself more practical than fashionable; that wasn't to say the little fellow couldn't clean himself up however. His clothing was often abit baggy over the legs, form fitting upon his torso.

Jewlery:    Other then that of normal beneficial equipment; chained around his left wrist would be a small bracelet. It's of a simple make, glistening stainless steel links chaining around him to dangle down a small trinket. A runic cresent moon, seemingly made of bone. Cadeyrn had two steel ringlets on his lower lip in the form of a snake bite; similar rings were found towards the top of his pointed ears, and another upon the right brow. Lastly, he had a sizable stud through both the left side of his nose, and the thick of his tongue. Who knows what else he had.

Tattoos: If one were to catch a glimpse at his bare skin, they would find themselves gawking at a collage-like masterpiece of tattoos. This youthful man was encased in a networking of brilliant pitch coloured tattoos; nearly all of which depicted a naked women in many different poses. She was a gorgeous woman to say the least and each pose she took was rather provocative. Over his knuckles was spelt "Fawn" and "Abel". Didn't strike you as all that classy.

Traits:

-Loyal
-Boarderline Insightful
-Crumby record of Self Preservation
-Optimistic
-Problem Solver

OOC Junk:

Age: 122
Home Town: Easthaven, Icewind Dale
Citizen Status: Adventurer
Profession Before the Outbreak: Mercenary / Labourer
-Incarcerated for Murder
-Brother to Abel Whitfield

Reds: I like to think I can Roleplay out of any situation, though don't expect me to be interested in scat, blood, extreme torture, or childplay.

Yellows: Men

Greens: Women, Herms, Shemales, beasts, monstrous, tentacles, vaginal, foreplay, tenderness, rough play/sex, multiple partners, batman, soft vore, dom/sub play, toys, and you get the idea.

Whites!: ~Genuine Roleplay~!, Oral (Giving/Receiving), Fingerin', perky tits, voyeurism, anal and lots of anal,  lots of cum, messy sex, creative RP as well as creative SRP, wholesom characters, aaaand spanking. <3

Theme Song:  Drunk on Aluminum - Wintersleep

We're all here to have fun~! I won't bite your head off OOCly or ICly ^ ^