Name: Aethus Malrakir
Age: late 20's, early 30's
Sex:  Male
Height: 6'2''
Weight: 215 lbs
Skin: Red
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Sandy Yellow, slitted, like a viper



Physical Description:
Aethus stands at the higher end of the normal scale for humans, peeking just over six feet tall.  He carries himself with an air of charisma, and while his sorcerous ways may become less than a secret, he is far from the noble blooded creature you might expect to meet.  In the stead of foppish hats and brightly coloured clothing, this creature favours the the thin, tan leathers one might associate with a rogue; and a tongue just as silver coated and charming hide behinds his lips.

A crossbow hangs from his belt almost constantly, and a few knives couple a rapier on his belt, along with various potion bottles and scroll cases.  Pouches hang from the same belt, and a rather large one sits strapped to his thigh, which clips to the main belt at the front and back via an o-ring.  Classy, if worn bucaneer boots, the sort one might find on a pirate, and often, a long leather jacket finish his rogueish look, anyone would think he was a common man...

...Were it not that his skin were scorched a brilliant red.  The fiendish heritage of this man has left little hope of concealing his nature.  Sharp nails at the end of his fingers, large horns protruding from his head, sharp, needle like teeth and the eyes of a viper are among a few of the more striking features that one might pick up at a glance.  Those, and of course, the tail that slithers about behind him.

If you can get past the horrfying presence of a feind - which let's face it in these of all lands, you probably can - the creature was actually quite the looker.   His body was chiselled well from the fiendish meat he sprang.  Unlike many sorcerers, his body was one proudly displaying a rogorous exercise routine, and while he isn't likely to win any power lifting competitions, his lithe form is far from meager.  Low fat percentage reveals high cheek bones and a strong, chiselled jawline.  Powerful muscles join his neck to his shoulder, and his chest protrudes with thick slabs of meat, leading into a small army of solidarity at his mid section as his abs protrude strongly through his skin.  Powerful arms and thighs complete the lean, healthy look of this creature in a detail that is an utter delight to behold.

Arcane runes adorn this mans arms, legs and chest.  They appear to be some form of amplification runes, lending power to the sorcerer on which they are drawn.  From where, or whom, remains a mystery!


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