Before you stands a man of pale skin and long, flowing dark hair. Those silky strands framing too dark, deep eyes that seem to reflect misery and woe. His strong, chiseled form baring scars across it that speak of hardships he's faced in his past.

This, my friends, is one of the few legendary Dirge Singers. Unlike their bardic counterparts who sing of triumph and courage, the Dirge Singer spins tales of cruelty and suffering, lamenting on loss and sorrow.

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Name: Evan Tierston
Birthplace: Unknown
Age: 26
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 214 lbs
Eyes: Nearly black
Hair: Black
Complexion: Pale
Race: Human, Dragon-blooded.

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I don't believe in the whole red light, green light thing. As long as things are done in good taste for the purpose of roleplay and an actual plot, I'm good with anything. The only real reds I have are anything to do with bathroom play. I don't want to pissed or shat on, nor do I want to do the same in kind to you. Simple as that. Anything else, as long as the RP is there to support it happening, I go with the flow.