"Wish upon me, and I shall grant you my presence." He boomed out in a hollowed, echoing voice. "Wish from me, and I shall grant you nothing."

Zelkhara is a Djinni from the Plane of Air. What he is doing in the realms of man is something likely questionable. As most genies do, he has a nearly overwhelming presence to him, those deep eyes of his seeming to look off toward nowhere in particular. Once he catches sight of something that interests him, or another greets him, two black pools form into pupils in those otherwise empty pockets of air. Once you have his gaze, he'll look right through you.

His upper body is perfect, looking as though it was shaped and molded by the hands of Zakhara. Should he allow you to touch him, mind you he lets few do this, you would find his skin is taut and toned, though there is a strange permeability to it that makes it seem as though your fingers would pass right through. Where his muscles are formed, they're nearly rippled, which almost gave him an attractive quality. His lower form coalesques constantly, shifting about less so when he is moving, though when he floats about it looks as though the air itself propels him forward.

He is often seen merely standing about if he is not off somewhere practicing his magics. He is not particularly a friendly sort, likely thinking himself above others in this Plane until they show him a reason to think otherwise. He is often emotionless, and anyone or anything that causes a smile to form over his wide lips, or even a chuckle to bellow forth from him would find it is a rare sight indeed.


Reds: Perma death, gore.

Yellows: SRP (This character wasn't really meant for the like, so I'll act how I feel is right if it should come up.)

Greens: Story-based RP, and everything else!