Oct 12, 2016 4:34 am
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Oct 12, 2016 6:43 pm
Pyrrah Altais
Just by looking at her, you can tell that this young woman of her early 20s has led a brutal life. Maybe its the way her dark brown eyes seem to pierce through everything they see, or maybe its the cold look of calculation. Her straight, just over shoulder-length hair is unbound and as black as the midnight sky. A large piece of it hangs down, just covering the corner of one cold eye. Her dark hair makes her pale complexion all the more striking. Resting on her chest, barely visible, is a small, murky green crystal hanging by a black leather cord. While her knives are for the moment concealed, the glint of a rapier on her back, the shaft of a shortbow, and the three quivers are unmistakable. This woman is armed to the teeth.
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Oct 12, 2016 10:57 pm
Erran's slender build stands approximately 5 and half feet tall, but he carries his rather small stature proudly. Strung across his back is a ferocious sword nearly as large as he is, donned in a coat of steel, he gives the impression that he lives by the blade. Piercing blue eyes, and ears giving away his elvish descent, this man seems barely old enough to call for a pint of ale.
Although he looks like a soldier, he speaks softly like a scholar.
Oct 12, 2016 11:33 pm
A young, unremarkable girl step out of the portal. Her initial demeanor would have you think she made it here by mistake, or that someone else should be with her. At 5'2" with a short brown ponytail, bangs, and freckles, she might be someone's young aid, or lost daughter.
She looks at each of you quickly, frowns and struts forward, her plain dark clothing moving aside just enough to show leather armor underneath and a whip at her side. Pretenses dropped, she no longer seems so young.
"Really?" She says.
She looks at each of you quickly, frowns and struts forward, her plain dark clothing moving aside just enough to show leather armor underneath and a whip at her side. Pretenses dropped, she no longer seems so young.
"Really?" She says.
Oct 12, 2016 11:53 pm
This is the closest I could find. It's hardly representative of his current attire, but it shows one costume. Here is his other:
Baric walks with a slight slump to his otherwise military posture, as though a weight rests on his dwarven shoulders. His traveling costume is that of a grizzled warrior, a hint of a scar made up on his left eye and a few tatters to his blue jerkin in choice places, denoting experience, but not poverty or sloppiness. The sleeves of his undershirt are rolled just above the elbow showing a few lines of common numerals tattooed on one forearm and a strange metal spiral on the other. Upon closer inspections, the numerals appear to be dates—some reaching more than a century back. On his other arm, the spiral appears to have scratched into his arm in places, leaving a light spiral of shallow scars.
His deep brown beard stretches to his waist, even braided into thick strands, and is tucked into a leather belt with a weathered war drum on one side and a detailed rapier sheathed on the other.
His eyes are lightly shaded beneath a wide-rimmed blue hat with a dark feather placed inside. His mouth is held at a slight smile, but his eyes are blank with a shadow of pain. He lets off an anxiousness that is not fearful or jumpy, but unrelaxed as though a restfulness he has found is about to be snatched from him.
Oct 13, 2016 12:43 am
Devanis is a grizzled human of average height (about 5' 9"). A Bracklewhyte native accustomed to the chill winds from the tundra, he dresses in a fur-lined cloak over weathered leathers. He is no longer young - his beard and hair are graying - but his gnarled hands are strong, and his eyes sharp. His voice, when he speaks, is gravelly but surprisingly gentle - more befitting a priest than a person so rough-hewn.