"Scars carry two lessons. The first is that victory often has a price. The second is that no defeat is final." - Auron Blackmane

Name: Auron Blackmane
Race: Tauros Beastman
Class: Psionic Fist (mentally augmented monk)
Sex: Male
Age: 18 (human years)
Height: 7'0"
Weight: 345 lbs.
Build: Thick, Muscular, Heavy (max str)

Towering above most individuals this curious black bull could be easily confused with a minotaur at first, until one heard him speak. Unlike most bull-headed humanoids, Auron carried no inflection in his tone of being a beastial race - in fact, his words were smooth, almost soothing to listen to, a rich deep baritone voice that seemed to reverberate deep within his chest - smooth velvety vocals.

That heavy bull seemed built like most minotaurs, making him easily confused with them, muscular, massive, and with a pair of horns for all the bovine women to envy, the man was truly in peak physical condition for one of his species - seeming to be the type of individual to take pride in taking care of himself.

Taking care of himself however meant that unlike a lot of the more cattle-like of his species, Auron washed himself with regularity - no thick musk washed off this man, nor did he smell of any kind of 'drooling' anything - he smelled of modest spiced cologne and clean linens which he wore - a fine suit with short sleeves and broad open pant legs to allow him to move fluidly if the worst came to worst and a fight broke out.