Rassan Bouclier

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((Tell and walk-up friendly - let's just set things up in a way that makes sense in in-character roleplay.

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Standing a few inches over six feet of height, Rassan gave the appearance of a tall human male with the robust, muscular frame of a warrior that both combined and contrasted with a more languid, matured aura than his martial appearance might suggest at first glance.

Though not appearing to be much older than thirty, Rassan was in fact already retired from his former profession as an interplanar mercenary. Now traversing the planes he once fought in as something akin to an interplanar tourist, Rassan is often found visiting Sinfar as a pit stop for rest and relaxation between his journeys.

But while he may be retired, old habits and dangerous escapades have kept Rassan at the peak of fitness. Tall frame, broad shoulders, and a chiselled physique, cut like marble sculpture but bronzed in tone, Rassan's honed male shape remained as imposing and well-maintained as ever.

Rassan's features were handsome in a classical masculine sense, sharp and angular a strong jaw and cheekbones to complement that. A faded faded scar stretched from his brow to just above his left cheekbone. His short, thick dark-blonde hair seemed to be swept back in the mornings, but tended to assume a more naturalistic resting shape as the day went by. While none of his other features suggested anything but human origins, his amber eyes of molten gold seemed to suggest a complication in that heritage.

Most often obscured by his street wear, the faded scar along his cheek and others gliding their way from his forearms and underneath his clothes gave hints of his mercenary past. The dance of scars continued underneath his clothes, faded memories of a past life that were like cracks in the marble of his cut physique. Sensitive skin might feel a certain hardness to the touch of his strong, large hands in another reminder of his mercenary past.

What had thankfully remained untouched by the blades of his former adversaries was a thick, proud cock that rested upon a set of heavy balls, prodigious in size for a human male albeit otherwise human unlike some of the more fantastical appendages found among other visitors and residents of a place like Sinfar.

But despite the rough edges his appearance undoubtedly gave him, the past years of retirement had matured the former mercenary. Wordy and ready to share a drink or a tale when prompted by the right company, Rassan would switch between the role of an older male wizened by experience and the domineering characteristics he developed over years of service as required by the situation, making the man more flexible as both drinking company and as a lover than might appear at first glance.

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Lights: Rassan's straight in orientation and dominant in the bedroom, but a wide variety of lights are otherwise appreciated when it comes to his partners. Red lights are the server ones and the usual culprits.
Player:Rassan
Gender (Visually):Male
Race (Visually): Human