Although he had a youthful appearance, no one could mistake this Elf as a wet behind the ears adventurer. No, this man had the knowledge and experience of the oldest sea dogs of his time. Tired but scrutinizing eyes scanned their surroundings and one calloused hand was always ready to grab at the hilt of his blade. Still, there was a spark of energy that might remind some of Desmondias' younger counter - parts.

Name: Desmondias
House: H'ramka
Alias: 'Dezzy' Desmond The Blackheart.
Gender: Male.
Race: Elf.
Age: 437.
Profession: Sailor.
Sexual Orientation: Gay.

The Elf stood no taller than 5'7" and weighed little over 128 pounds, a very unintimidating stature to the larger folk of the land. Despite this, he carried himself with a proud strut; showing off his well defined body and graceful movements.

He was neither big nor possesed the body of a warrior, though his features were chiseled and muscular like an athlete who stuck to a rigorous training schedule. There was no doubt that this build was also attributed to many hours of hard work and manual labor.

His eyes were a bright and vibrant green, very much like shiny emeralds that could capture the attention of any who gazed at him. They seemed to almost always be on the look out for danger, unless the man's attention was captured by something of great interest.

Long, soft hair of a dark auburn shade flowed from the sailor's head and poured just past the edge of his shoulders, resting against his upper back. There were a few braids that tied together this almsot fabric like mass, keeping it in check.

The sailor had a some what feminine beauty to him, much like many others of the Elven kind. He was graceful with a small frame, well kept, and had an almost womanly face aside from his jawline.

A slightly pointed and upturned nose sat above a pair of lips that held the faintest hint of pout. He often kept a smirk or grin that revealed rows of straight white teeth. A golden ring rested on either side of the lower lips in a snake bitten fashion and on occasion the Elf's tongue, decorated with a stud piercing which held teal orbs on either side, would emerge and play with the two rings.

The only tattoos that rested on Desmondias' smooth, pale skin were all located on his hands and fingers. Starting at his thumb and moving to his pinky on the right in order were a skull and crossbones, a noose, a crescent moon, the sun, and a snake. The palm of this hand declared a branded 'P' scar and on the back of his left hand was the letter 'K' tattooed in a very dark ink.

Always among his belongings was a utility belt with a few pouches and bags, a blade and hilt at either hip, and a leatherskin container of rum, wine, or ale to his side. He often smelled of smoke and incense along with an almost salty scent of the sea.

He dressed with a mixture of simple practicality, protection in combat, and fashionable flamboyancy that matched his boisterous and good natured personality.

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