Basheer Al-Bashouk

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Is it magic that makes this young man of the desert radiate? One might think so just to look at him. Upon closer inspection however the truth, as it so often does, reveals itself to be more complicated than so. There is no magic to the luster of his hair other than the hours he must manage to conjure to care for it each day. To brush it and to oil it, to wash it and to condition it. All for the purpose of leaving behind lustrous raven locks and faint curly waves of dark hair that not only shines but smells close to divinity. Argan oil, a faint hint of jasmine.... Sandalwood?

Not only his hair is kept to near perfection, so is is face. The young man's angular and thus distinguished and noble features are framed neatly by  facial hair kept short and extremely neat. His jawline in particular is lent a near razor-sharp edge by virtue of the time and effort he no doubt invests in grooming himself. In contrast to the sheen of his golden-dark skin stands his eyes. Pools of clear blue that look so out of place that they seem right at home.

His body, the parts of it that show underneath loosely fitted silken half-robes does little to disappoint or betray this mans dedication to beauty. A well toned but slender core conditioned for endurance is supported by arms he has trained for explosiveness. Sword swings, spear thrusts. Things of such a nature that a man of his apparent standing must not necessarily engage in but must certainly be proficient with.  

All of this beauty bought by time, heredity and effort in equal measure speaks clearly of his standing. At at the very least it speaks of his aristocratic bloodline. It is a strange but powerful manner of aloofness that he bears. The kind that does not fear ridicule or shame. For how could a man like he be fazed by the opinion of anyone but himself? His air is the clearest and most radiant air of superiority; the one that does not concern itself with trifles such as the opinion of some other. Only the superior can judge the exalted, after all.  

                 
-OOC-OOC- Looking for some longish term roleplay. Feel free to shoot me a tell. About that or whatever else you might think of asking -OOC-OOC-
Player:scimitar
Gender (Visually):Male
Race (Visually): Human