Name: Anomander

-The Quick and Easy Appearance-

Weight: 230lb
Height: 6'11
Skin Color: White
Eye Color: Gold
Hair Color: Black
Build: Slender, Muscular

- Detailed Appearance-

 Well, to put it simply, this man is tall. Very, very tall. Pale white skin oddly absorbs any light around him, casting this man in a perpetual, larger than normal shadow. He is predictably broad at the shoulders, a stark contrast to his strangely thin frame.  If ever bare skinned, the obvious observer can glean over his tight, some what bulging muscular form, chiseled perfectly by which ever artist gave him life. His foot steps are heavy, imposing, and every step taken full of calculated purpose.

 The outline of his face is angular, gaunt yet soft.  Despite his youthful charisma, he holds an ancient, weathered presence. Strange golden slits for eyes betray the mystery that surrounds him and they constantly shift about - watching, observing. Thin lips, crooked into his usual smirk, sit upon a long and sharp chin. A slightly angled thin nose protrudes  out with his left nostril housing a various amount of obsidian rings. Straight, raven black hair draped above his wrinkled forehead falls to gather about under the bottom of his neck.

 Solid black ink sleeves each of his arms in dozens of non discernible patterns like runes. Also along the whole of his back are painted feathered wings, nestled against his skin like a bird in rest. These tattoos that cover him shimmer when his mood runs afoul, glistening a heavy bluish tint.

 When he speaks, a rough and deep voice is heard. It is sharp, yet expressive even emotional and, quite safe to say, abnormally pleasing to the ears.  It only adds to the large dichotomy that conflicts and flows, like his very own lifeblood, throughout his body.