Kaliel
Mar 21, 2019 11:30:00 GMT
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Post by Kaliel on Mar 21, 2019 11:30:00 GMT
A tall, gaunt figure stalks the docks of Port Ffirst, wrapped in purple-black robes and carrying a shrouded shield slung over one shoulder.
With sunken eyes and cadaverous cheeks, too-pale skin, and cropped white hair, they gather any and all information, rumours, and hearsay they can on undead activity in the region.
Although intimidating and unappealing in appearance, there is nonetheless a captivating intensity to Kaliel. He speaks with conviction and fervour - even if a conversation with him often slides into the dogmatic and fatalistic.
There are moments, as the light catches his features in a certain way, when his visage softens and seems to shift. But, as quickly as they came, those moments pass and the harsh, hooded eyes stare out at the world once more.
With sunken eyes and cadaverous cheeks, too-pale skin, and cropped white hair, they gather any and all information, rumours, and hearsay they can on undead activity in the region.
Although intimidating and unappealing in appearance, there is nonetheless a captivating intensity to Kaliel. He speaks with conviction and fervour - even if a conversation with him often slides into the dogmatic and fatalistic.
There are moments, as the light catches his features in a certain way, when his visage softens and seems to shift. But, as quickly as they came, those moments pass and the harsh, hooded eyes stare out at the world once more.