Your only hope for fame and fortune, and to escape the life of a commoner, was to buy a ticket and win the Megabucks. Unfortunately for you, Megabucks hasn't been invented and probably won't be for another 10,000 years or so.  Plan B: Go out and kill things, take it's stuff and sell it for a pretty good profit...whatever works.

He stands about 6'4 with a rather muscular build.  His eyes are usually of a deeper blue, but there are times when they turn completely black and looking into them is as though peering into a deep, dark void that threatens to pull you inside.  His hair and beard are as black as a dark, moonless night, with flecks of silver scattered throughout. Looking at his face, his age is indeterminable. At first glance he appears very young, then a closer look dispells that thought, but still, nothing quite clear emerges, even under the closest scrutiny.  His eyes are the only clue as they carry the gaze of one who has seen many things, many horrors, and many, many years...and frankly, doesn't care.  

His normal voice, that which is heard when passing him in the street or engaging in a simple conversation, is deep and resonating.  A slow, deep drawl with an undercurrent of lethargy and prone to carrying a hint of sarcasm. //(imagine Scar and Mufasa found a common tone and threw in a bit of Snape to give it flavor)\\

When angered, as his fury rises his eyes turn black, the pupils spreading to chase away even a hint of white or color and his voice takes on an echoing tone as though two voices are speaking at once.

The character is a male, heterosexual DOM: No submissive tendencies whatsoever, and not interested, in the least, in searching for, or exploring them.

As for lights, the standard REDS apply: he won't engage in illegal subjects, nor any against server rules. No scat, children or vore. The rest is fairly negotiable and dependent on mood.  

Player responds to tells in a fairly friendly manner.