Gender: Clearly male
Height: 6'5
Weight: Roughly 210-220 lbs.

Description: (See bottom for TL:DR version)

A plain faced individual with a certain oddness about him mostly from the fact he refuses to not smile, more often than not stares without blinking for long periods of time. Yet, his lively attitude, a willingness to make jokes and jibes, and, a collection of scraps of fur from various animals hanging along his belt makes him somewhat interesting to speak to.

Yet, enough about his personality that you can't really see at a glance and more about his physicality that is well obviously there in front of you. The man is muscular and doesn't seem to mind brandishing it, generally he is fully clothed yet with clothing that as it presses against himself clearly shows a built individual behind the thin trappings. Guessing his weight? Would place him at 210-220 in that range well put together yet bulky and muscular along the lines of a swimmer or runner, but he has bulk a bulk that makes him a tad out of place, the best word to describe him? Firm, would do it.

His skin seems to be pale and dead in some places, most likely due to scarring and other terrible happenings that just seem to come up in a world such as this. To be expected of course in a place where acid burns, fire, electricity, divine, and negative burns, and, other terrible elemental and physical attacks are common place he just brandishes a few farewell gifts he has received from creatures he has dispatched in the past.

His hair would be a light red, as if someone took brown hair and washed it down with so much dark sanguine red that it stole the hue from the liquid. His eyes are also along the same train of thought they are a dark blue rimmed with a red but the whites, are clear, only the iris is affected with this stained effect.

And what more lecherous women would look for the collection of flesh between his legs seems to not be lacking but to get a true gauge you may have to, what's the word? Pry.  Best put on your game face and give him a chat? Rather than a stare, for stalkers stare, yet hunters snare.  

While your eyes are here, may as well note. He doesn't seem to have any weapons are other objects of war on his belt beyond a belt of potions and vials which give the most "exotic" of scents, one could call them abrasive to the more sensitive noses others could say acidic… we don't judge here.

Beyond his small oddities one would say he is human, from his clothed form there are no wings or tails, his skin is a healthy light tan unless it would be pale from a scar and he generally seems normal. But, oh yes there is always a "but!" if one were to be of outer planar inclination you would feel a highly celestial force from this individual, something doggish and perhaps houndish along the lines of a archon of that variety? Psh, couldn't be he looks normal enough.  


Thanks for taking the time to read through this, if you did of course.

The TL:DR version is…
He looks like a plain clothed commoner with a dabble of alchemy and potion brewing to him, creatures who have a grasp on the planes and their inhabitants may notice something or sense something doggish about him in the celestial way, Hound Archon anyone? Anyway, best you pull a Sherlock through role play as I am sure you'll get more information with that, then reading a paragraph of bio!

Lights? I am quite open to things, don't judge or anysuch. Just don't break the rules of the server!