Vladislav Zinoviy

Portrait

Description
"It's so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone." "If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything." Vladislav, where do we start? This tall, chiselled figure stands at a reasonable height just shy of six foot,  his strong, yet dexterous frame often swaying motionless from left to right as he rocks on unsteady footing. Other than his structure, the Man's hair was the first thing that came into view, the faded blonde locks tumble down from his scalp in wavy strands, coming to an abrupt halt above his shoulders. His eyes appear to be possessed by a spirit of hatred, the soul-searing pupils gaze into the minds of many, each grey iris indulged in the fear of others. A pastel beige pigmentation colours his smooth skin, suggesting a mature man who must have seen more than thirty five winters within his lifetime, and still keen to move and traverse across the realm, in search of new places to explore. Usually, Vladislav was found draped in the finest silks and noble attires from the best merchants available, however, it was thought to be a challenge to miss the rippling mass of muscles beneath those clothes, the statuesque profile implying he did indeed, lift. Still, there was something unmistakably odd about the guy, although not being able to pin exactly what it was, it remained forever present. As of late, Vladislav no longer appeared to be one with the Realm, if noticed, instead his figure seemed strangely idle, almost as if he wasn't quite real, his ghostly presence not entirely finished its duty in the world as it lingered behind in limbo.
Player:	Crisis
Gender (Visually):	Male
Race (Visually):	Human