Poisonous

The Man

• Tall and lean, with long legs and narrow shoulders, the man appears more akin to the Drow than to any surface dweller. Bright eyes are inset in coal black skin, and his hair holds far more gray and silver than any other hue. Slowly, the cheeks are growing more gaunt, though a thick beard and mustache seem to be hiding much of it. His left arm has been amputated an inch or two below the shoulder, once leaving him crippled in his chosen profession. ...the mechanical wonder that replaced it has returned him to his full fighting strength.
  
  His body is usually hidden by well-cared for leather armor, though there are more hints than strange eyes, and horns, to his heritage.
  
  Patches of pale scales rest on his palms, small and delicately interlocking like chainmail armor. More is visible in a few other places upon him; upon his sides, the backs of his legs, and another large patch resting upon his groin, and down his inner thighs. An ashen tattoo of batlike wings can be seen upon his back. Like his scars, the lines will begin to gleam dully with varying colors, depending upon the situation.
  
  His hair continues, manelike, to follow his spine clear down to the small of his back. Small quills are hidden within it, armored, and sharp. They are, however, hollow, and can inject venom if struck hard enough. His teeth are sharp, and obviously inhuman. Unseen, and unknowable, is the venom that hides within them. His eyes are large and reptilian A vivid green, the slitted pupils are capable of picking up whatever light is available.
  
  The most obvious hints of his heritage are the horns that crown his head. Curved in some areas, jagged in others, they are of a gleaming obsidian material that matches the hidden spines.
  
  A long, powerful tail lashes at his back, easily longer than he is tall. It is similar in shape, and make-up, to that which rests on his draconic form; a thin mane hiding his quills, and ending in a long ashen-haired tuft. The quills are, like those on the rest of his body, poisonous if they slam hard enough into someone to be torn from his body. They will be planted in whatever surface they hit, the tips will break off, leaving small amounts of poison to flow.
  
  Strangely enough, his body lacks at least one of the most noticeable mammalian traits; any hint of gender is hidden. While he is male, his genitals are usually internalized. There are scales along his groin, and a slit is hidden within it. Any further details would need to be discovered through roleplay.
  
  Scars line his body, some obviously from battle, in the shape of arrow wounds, clawmarks, teethmarks, and slashes from blades and even whips. Others, however, are stranger. Elegant lines mar his face and body, sweeping and decorative. During times of extreme physical stress, or strong emotions, they pulse with varying colors. Such is usually hidden by the careful application of greasepaint on his face, though it has been known to come off at inopportune moments.