Post by Silivren on Feb 9, 2020 15:12:56 GMT -5
Full name: Silivren Darkfall.
Age: Unknown, he looks to be in his late twenties but the trace of elf blood that runs through him may distort his appearance.
Birthplace: Even when asked, he avoids this question.
Height: 6'2
Eyes: An ice blue that always seem to have a happy glint encased within them. However, if unsettled, they are the first giveaway to his distaste, as it is easy to tell when that glint has dissipated, even with kind word and smiles to try to mask his displeasure.
Hair: His hair is a dirty blonde, its length ends near the center of his shoulder blades. It is, for the most part well kept. Recently it is being held by tight braids that interweave and spread down his neck in different, yet planned patterns to keep it out of his face; it has also been recently decorated with a few strands of gems and gold by a young lady with a taste for haircare.
Physique: Silivren is tall, and lengthy. He does not have the muscle build of a strong man, though he is lean and well defined. He would not seem imposing to many, yet there is a bit of training that can be seen if viewed without clothing or armor.
Scars: The one .. most notable scar is likely what catches the attention of any who come face to face with him. There is a scar that travels down nearly the length of his face, and tracing through the right eye; when he blinks the scar can also be seen over the eye lid. His left ear has been.. mostly severed, leaving only the lobe; while his right portrays an elven point. He has scars from losing a fight or two along his journey showcased on his abdomen and chest, yet does not show the ware of a career warrior. His nose has been broken several times, and now is a bit crooked.
Tattoos: There is a large oak tree, in black ink that covers most of his back.
General description: Silivren is soft spoken, and almost overly polite. He stands, and bows for any newcomer to a room, and is hardly seen without a smile. He carries the scent of fine wine, and tobacco with him at most times. He is a curious sort, one who asks to many questions, and does not seem to notice when there is a line to be crossed. He carries himself with pride, and grace, keeping good posture and always making eye contact with those he is engaging with. His dress is informal, but made of fine material, and the colors of his outfits are ever shifting, just like the collection of hats that could be seen upon his head. If there are those who need healing, he seems willing, and able to help; though some of his ideas have, and may in the future cause pause to those whom he expresses them to. The first to offer a drink, to bid a fair evening, to express happiness and contentment, though in some situations it appears as if this takes effort for him to maintain. This mixed breed is purely that, mixed.
Age: Unknown, he looks to be in his late twenties but the trace of elf blood that runs through him may distort his appearance.
Birthplace: Even when asked, he avoids this question.
Height: 6'2
Eyes: An ice blue that always seem to have a happy glint encased within them. However, if unsettled, they are the first giveaway to his distaste, as it is easy to tell when that glint has dissipated, even with kind word and smiles to try to mask his displeasure.
Hair: His hair is a dirty blonde, its length ends near the center of his shoulder blades. It is, for the most part well kept. Recently it is being held by tight braids that interweave and spread down his neck in different, yet planned patterns to keep it out of his face; it has also been recently decorated with a few strands of gems and gold by a young lady with a taste for haircare.
Physique: Silivren is tall, and lengthy. He does not have the muscle build of a strong man, though he is lean and well defined. He would not seem imposing to many, yet there is a bit of training that can be seen if viewed without clothing or armor.
Scars: The one .. most notable scar is likely what catches the attention of any who come face to face with him. There is a scar that travels down nearly the length of his face, and tracing through the right eye; when he blinks the scar can also be seen over the eye lid. His left ear has been.. mostly severed, leaving only the lobe; while his right portrays an elven point. He has scars from losing a fight or two along his journey showcased on his abdomen and chest, yet does not show the ware of a career warrior. His nose has been broken several times, and now is a bit crooked.
Tattoos: There is a large oak tree, in black ink that covers most of his back.
General description: Silivren is soft spoken, and almost overly polite. He stands, and bows for any newcomer to a room, and is hardly seen without a smile. He carries the scent of fine wine, and tobacco with him at most times. He is a curious sort, one who asks to many questions, and does not seem to notice when there is a line to be crossed. He carries himself with pride, and grace, keeping good posture and always making eye contact with those he is engaging with. His dress is informal, but made of fine material, and the colors of his outfits are ever shifting, just like the collection of hats that could be seen upon his head. If there are those who need healing, he seems willing, and able to help; though some of his ideas have, and may in the future cause pause to those whom he expresses them to. The first to offer a drink, to bid a fair evening, to express happiness and contentment, though in some situations it appears as if this takes effort for him to maintain. This mixed breed is purely that, mixed.