Garbed in fine, albeit casual attire, one sees a man. But does the man see one, or is the man more interested in seeing the sake that sits before him?


 Standing at a most imposing five-foot-four, the largely unremarkable presence of this man goes unnoticed in the world. He seems quiet and reserved, yet at the same time alert and interested in the happenings around him. His skin is tanned as that of one that lives by the open sea, and his hair is a plain, earthy brown in hue. A well-maintained beard lies upon his chin - Short-hewn and neatly trimmed so as to be pleasing upon the eye. Slightly less pleasing, if somewhat more interesting, is a thin scar upon his left cheek. Regardless, however, if it weren't for a few extra identifying features, he might seem rather plain indeed in a world of demons and devils such as this.

 For indeed the man is most certainly not human; Perched atop his head are two elongated, triangular ears, ever-mobile and betraying every little twinge of emotion that the man's face otherwise fails to. Behind him too rests a long, slender tail - Coated in the samesuch brown fur that graces his ears. And as his ears the tail - Tinted a darker hue of red at its tip - sways and twists in a constant display of emotive power. Less obvious, yet equally as inhuman, are his slitted eyes; The left is as a summer sky in colour, vibrant and blue as it watches all. The right reminds of the earth and the soil, a dark and muddied brown in sharp contrast to the left. Then there are the very tips of his fingers, where rest sharp claws. To complete the inhuman visage is his teeth: His canines to be precise, each forming a sharp point akin to the varieties of felines one can find in any corner of the world.

 Of course it would be unbecoming for him to be found in the nude - Nay, it would be most embarrassing! As such he favors a fine shirt of wine-stained red, enhanced with simple accessories and adornments. His trousers are of a dark slate or black in colour, and his boots tall and expensive by any account. On each wrist rests as well a simple chain bracelet, the left of which is adorned with some peculiar stone of milky white and blue. On his left hand, secured upon his index finger, is a finely-crafted ring of silver, inset with a variety of rubies and a singular large sapphire.

 Though with such clothing it would hardly do well for the man to go unarmed. And indeed he does not, for upon his hip lies sheathed a blade of Eastern descent; A katana of unknown make and design, cloaked in its flame-blackened sheath but shining bright when drawn, the blade serves to deter would-be pests and thieves alike from befouling the stranger's mood.