Belaern Duskryn

The Waif

• Basic Info

  • Name: Belaern Duskryn
  • Gender: Male
  • Played by: Wingbourne
  • Nicknames: Dobluth
  • Race: Drow
  • Class: Deprived
  • Alignment: True Neutral
  • Deity: None
  • Age: 173
  • Body Type: Very lithe
  • Height: 6'3
  • Weight: 155lbs
  • Complexion: Dark, the color of wet bedrock
  • Hair: Black, with a few streaks of silver
  • Eyes: Blood red
  • Handedness: Left handed
  • Scars: An all too obvious, ragged scar across his throat.
  • Relationship Status: Single
  • Personality: Withdrawn, angry, and protective... On the surface.
  • Mannerisms: He carries a few pieces of charcoal and pad of paper with him wherever he goes.
  • Likes: Fae, other than fellow drow
  • Dislikes: Drow (Excluding himself), violence, ignorance

• Description

  Belaern didn't look like your typical drow. No fancy clothes or intricate armor or weapons... He was clothed in what you'd expect from a peasant. Not quite a pauper, but by no means much better. His shirt was well worn and brown, the laces missing from the collar and wrist portion of the sleeves worn down raggedly. His bottoms, secured by a rope, were a pair of darker brown cloth pants, a size too large, and looked a little less old. Shoes were just as simple, just a pair of leather coverings without much support, and missing laces... It was all a stark contrast to himself. Pristine, beautiful, dark, stony skin, aside from the ugly pink scar across his throat, and black hair to his mid-back, some silver strands showing through not to show age, but past times of stress. His blood red eyes were usually set in a hard stare, constantly looking around at his surroundings and people around himself, brow low and full, dark lips turned down in a grimace on his handsome, angular face, making him appear all the less approachable. Perhaps this was the intent? Without any weapons, maybe that was all he had to defend himself.