Abraham Isaac Aeterwright
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You see a man dressed in rather fine attire most every time. A single forearm covering bracer made what seems to be of copper on his left wrist the only real constant in his clothing. Often wearing a set of goggles on his head, or at least tied near to his belongings. A long blade on his belt or back, slightly curved, with wires and mechanics attached to it. His form a tall and rakish. If not for the broad shoulders one might mistake his frame for an elf. Shoulder lenght, oiled, ravenblack hair, slicked back. At times seen with a writing pad with designs of some manner. Often enjoys a good smoke from his trusty pipe.
No real restrictions, Some things might be enjoyed more than others, but mainly good solid roleplay. |
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| Player: | I Dont Feel Home In This World Anymore |
| Gender (Visually): | Male |
| Race (Visually): | Elf |