Penrod Albrecht

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Papers, please. +Table of Contents+ ~Plain Biography ~Detailed Biography ~Traffic Lights ~OOC Notes +Plain Biography+ Full Name~Penrod Albrecht. Race~Aasimar. (Early Generation) Sex~Male. (Bit o' Crossdressing) Age~20. Height~1.72m / 5'8" Build~A slender body that helped with ~that androgynous appearance of his, but ~each bit of him was layered with muscle. Eyes~A brilliant golden color, that catches ~the light wonderfully, almost like a cat's. Hair~Short and trimmed, naturally feathered, ~and a lovely golden blond head. Skin~Pale and seemingly untouched by the ~sun, softer than a boy should have, and ~marked with scars here and there. Makeup~A small amount of eyeliner, and nails ~that were painted crimson. Otherwise, no. Graft~His left arm was replaced with a ~slender mechanical augment. Scent~An odd aroma of pine woods hung ~around him, possibly due to soap. Voice~Androgynous with an odd yet light ~accent, with clear confidence held in each ~of his words, except when not. Duh. Orientation~Bisexual, though with a ~particular leaning towards men. +Detailed Biography+ [Still working on bio!]  An odd sight for some, and possibly familiar for others. This feminine young man was often dressed in what appeared to be a uniform of sorts, sporting a well-crafted hat, befitting that of an officer within the ranks of a military or overly professional mercenary group. Dog tags hung around his neck, they had seen some wear and tear, but still showed the markings, yet to fade, "Brice Albrecht -- Knight -- Lichstadt".  If nothing else could be garnered about the boy, it would certainly be that he was very light on his feet, making little noise with each step, despite his quite considerable boots. Though despite that, his stride usually was confident and professional, as if he had been drilled to walk just so, in the past. Likely some sort of militaristic upbringing, or the like, that he retains.  His frame was slender, though on closer inspection holding a fair amount of lean muscle along that slightly feminine body of his. His skin was soft, pale, smooth really and truly, lacking hair either due to odd genetics or self-grooming to be alike with the rest of his body. If taken a closer look at, despite his feminine features from top to bottom, it wasn't particularly difficult to pick out his more boyish features and realize he was in fact male.  His face had a few scars along it - though one in particular was quite notable - but otherwise maintained that soft look to it, clean and free of blemishes. With an angular chin, lips that looked far too soft and inviting for a young man to have; but yet, and vibrantly glimmering eyes that caught every bit of light, perhaps more than a cat's did. His eyes were very often surrounded by eyeliner, the only makeup he seemed to wear, aside the painting his nails.  Another thing someone might notice, is his near duplicate - minus the scars, a difference in the eyes, and length and sometimes even color of hair - his twin brother. They looked so much alike, but unlike many identical twins who hung around Sinfar, they actually made themselves distinct enough from each other, it wasn't as hard to tell them apart luckily.  But what the two did share exactly, was their aasimar blood - likely some manner of guardinal heritage - that showed up in them quite strongly. In the presence of their arguable beauty and fair appearances, as well as their eyes that glowed; almost resembling a fire within. As well as their lengthy tail tipped in a cute little poof of blond fur, and their large pointed ears, of which were able to be moved at will.  Though a very distinct and telling difference between him and his brother? Was Penrod's graft, a mechanical piece replacing his arm. It was slender, possibly moreso than his actual arm made of flesh, and along parts of it had a glossy red painted finish to it. The inner-workings of the arm were shown through small openings, mostly around joints, showing very small brass cogs clicking away inside, as well as various hoses wrapping around, bringing power to every part of it.  For a boy as pretty as he, he certainly carried a lot of weapons. Attached all in some way to his belt, was a fanciful saber with a tassel attached to the pommel of it, an ivory-handled long pistol, as well as two daggers, one of which appeared to be a parrying dagger. Together with the sharp claws on the tips of his mechanical arm's fingers, he looked fairly formidable.  I'm not a bird! No wait, that's avian. +Traffic Lights+ Coming later! +OOC Notes+ Nothing that I do in-character is done personally unto you as a player. Try to keep IC & OOC separate. Search up ".lane" on nwn.sinfar.net for other characters.
Player:	dusty.lane
Gender (Visually):	Female
Race (Visually):	Elf