The sight of this man brings the temptation to drool. The very scent that his masculinity exudes is tempting. The primal odors of a male, sweat dripping on a hard muscled body, mixed with the not-so-subtle smell of sex.

   Darmur is tall, broad shouldered, obviously handsome, darker skinned, with a fiery hunger is fixed in his green eyes. His body ripples with muscle - from his shoulders, to his muscled pectorals, hard torso, sculpted backside and toned thighs. With every movement of his body, his fine muscles tense and ripple.

   His profile is angular, strong, and yet not without a playfulness. He carries a friendliness that he draws on all with, by just flashing his pearly white teeth. Darmur is indeed a charmer, his very studly smile enough to make mortals 'melt' and fantasize. His most distinct characteristic is his long red hair that falls a bit below the shoulders of his musculature. His hair seems to writhe a bit, as though the spiritual power of flame dances in its locks.

   The man wears very little clothing, obviously preferring to showcase his tempered body. From his neck hangs a large medallion that sits between his pecs - a medallion that carries the mark of the Lady Sune Firehair; whom he obviously holds allegiance to. His groin and feet remain covered with a loincloth and boots. The sight between his legs often catches the wandering eye with the contours of an unmistakably large manhood behind his loincloth.

Orientation: Bisexual (Male Preference, but also enjoys Cunt-Boys).