Tyrath Ciamath
Temple Knight

Doe-like eyes, large and luminous, the colour of a winter morning's sky, dominated a narrow face lit by youthful exuberance and framed by silken locks the colour of polished silver. Elegant and slender, rather than broad and thick-limbed, the graceful youth possessed the build of a dancer - although the sword he often wore at his belt implied an entirely different trade.

When compelled by duty, he would typically don heavy steel plate-armour, each and every piece polished to an almost mirror sheen - the gleaming metal seemingly warded with some minor sorcery to resist anything that might mar its flawless surface; Over that glistening carapace a tabard of snow white and deep blue was worn, and upon it's center the crest of a purple dragon rampant.