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28917, Young and Old Descriptions
Posted by Jinroh on Wed 31-Dec-69 07:00 PM
(Young Description)
Strong and balanced, a massively broad but short figure stands before you.
His skin is a ebony hue, with muscled sinew flexing and relaxing
just underneath the surface. His eyes are a deep, emerald green, the
color of uncut gems from the Underdark mines. His white hair is
pulled upward into a pony-tail upon the top of his skull, looking
vaguely like a mishandled haybail waiting for harvest. His body is
heavily armored with many layers of protection, some matching, but some
piecemeal, but all serving a very specific purpose, protection of anything
that could be exploited in battle. Short huffing noises emite
from his grey-ashen lips as his eyes scan continually around him,
seemingly not missing anything before him. As you take a moment
to examine him further, you begin to pick out individual pieces of armor
that look familiar to you, although scratched and worn.

(Old Description)
Strong and balanced, a massively broad but short figure stands before you.
His skin is an ebony hue, but age has taken its toll on it and now there
small patches of ashen white on all parts of his body and face. Muscled sinew
can still be seen flexing and relaxing just underneath the surface of
the ebony skin spotted with ashen white spots. Small dull emerald eyes squint
from wrinkled eyes, having lost some of their gleam, but seem to hold much
wisdom within them. His hair is pulled straight up above his head in what
seems to look like a haybail wrapped in twine. There are some stray white
hairs that fall down in front of his face, but there is never enough to
obscure his view of what is about him. His body is covered with piecemeal
heavy armor, where nothing seems to match, but each item seems to cover any
vunerable part of his body. The weight of the armor seems to weigh him down
slightly, and so he is slightly hunched over. A quick and short huffing
can be heard eminating from his almost pure white lips. His body armor
clinks together as he shifts his weight constantly. You are able to
to pick out individual pieces of armor you recognize, each piece very worn
from years of use.