This creature's pallor and deathly appearance are both metaphorical and actualized. Even the aura wafting off of his body is moribund and depressing. Judging by the overall mannerisms, tone and patterns of speech, one might assume that this individual is male.

His draconic features seem stiff and rigid - the toothy jaws that make the length of his muzzle have their scales flake off at the seams. Colors of gloom - mostly black and its variants - dominate his attire from top to bottom. Practical clothing that only reveals a little of the pale skin is his style of foray into society. He appears more akin to a grey marble statue than a living being with a stiff, scaly exterior to his facial features showing little emotions. Perhaps the only thing to betray that would be his eyes - very much lifelike and sentient.

But, perhaps most repulsively striking about him is the stunted, saurian tail hanging limply like the decaying remains of a discarded kill. Just looking at it leaves little room to doubt that his existence is associated with vile powers of one sort or another, as the flesh that once coated this tail has receded to expose only sinew and cartilage, with necrosis rife at every inch. A living creature moving with appendages in such a condition let alone living with them is a perversion of the natural order.

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A bit of music to set the mood, if you wish: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p0wbnG9bwn0&t=626s

Tell friendly, feel free to poke me with one if my character is just loitering around. I might be otherwise engaged at the time but I'm always up for rp whenever logged in so the blip should summon my attention back to nwn.