Post by deamiez on Dec 16, 2005 15:47:05 GMT -5
Deamiez , not that he'll tell you his name.
He looks around 20, to be a youth full of questions and ready to hear the answers. But in truth he is very old and doesn't like to ask questions he is wise but doesn't know all or even pretend to.
Deamiez stands roughly 5'9 and weights a pound lighter or more than 150. He is muscular but has a pretty face. His skin a creamy white just a few shades darker than milk and hair pale blond to match, falling in uneven locks of curls over his shoulders and down his back ending at his waist, it is usually held back with a ribbon letting only the front locks cover his face. His eyes are both different shades one as green as a cats and the other sunflower yellow. His lips full for a males and colored a light violet giving them more of a purple look than pink. High cheekbones and a well structured chin set the shape of his face.
Deamiez's beauty ends at his neck. His body holds scars and inside a heart frozen. He mainly covers his whole body ,except his face, in dark colors such as black and browns. A tracker, kind of bounty hunter you could say, he makes his way around from place to place taking his time with each job. Though now he is on a break from work and living off his last job. He will do small chores for anyone willing to pay for help building or growing something.
Deamiez travels alone and doesn't care for much company. Most the time he will stay in a forest or abandoned house rather then sit in a inn with others. He hunts his own food and will stop at markets now and again for supplies. He doesn't like to be watched and is indeed very shy. Most the time his head is down cast letting his curls cover his face and hands down by his side or in his cloak or some other place out of the way.
His mother was a princess in a off land, small in population and high on the savage radar. A half human half elven woman with hair much like his own and a lean body. She was killed, burnt to death, when he was away and for right cause in his opinion.
Deamiezs' father is elven but has never been in Deamiez's life. They've laid eyes on each other a grand total of four times. Each ending with the other upset.
Deamiez is all around a nice guy, but he has a angry side just like everyone else, it just doesn't get seen very much. He's more of the type to ask you a question ten times before yelling or getting agravated. He is patient and polite when he is in the company of others and has been known to talk to himself a lot when he is alone.
He looks around 20, to be a youth full of questions and ready to hear the answers. But in truth he is very old and doesn't like to ask questions he is wise but doesn't know all or even pretend to.
Deamiez stands roughly 5'9 and weights a pound lighter or more than 150. He is muscular but has a pretty face. His skin a creamy white just a few shades darker than milk and hair pale blond to match, falling in uneven locks of curls over his shoulders and down his back ending at his waist, it is usually held back with a ribbon letting only the front locks cover his face. His eyes are both different shades one as green as a cats and the other sunflower yellow. His lips full for a males and colored a light violet giving them more of a purple look than pink. High cheekbones and a well structured chin set the shape of his face.
Deamiez's beauty ends at his neck. His body holds scars and inside a heart frozen. He mainly covers his whole body ,except his face, in dark colors such as black and browns. A tracker, kind of bounty hunter you could say, he makes his way around from place to place taking his time with each job. Though now he is on a break from work and living off his last job. He will do small chores for anyone willing to pay for help building or growing something.
Deamiez travels alone and doesn't care for much company. Most the time he will stay in a forest or abandoned house rather then sit in a inn with others. He hunts his own food and will stop at markets now and again for supplies. He doesn't like to be watched and is indeed very shy. Most the time his head is down cast letting his curls cover his face and hands down by his side or in his cloak or some other place out of the way.
His mother was a princess in a off land, small in population and high on the savage radar. A half human half elven woman with hair much like his own and a lean body. She was killed, burnt to death, when he was away and for right cause in his opinion.
Deamiezs' father is elven but has never been in Deamiez's life. They've laid eyes on each other a grand total of four times. Each ending with the other upset.
Deamiez is all around a nice guy, but he has a angry side just like everyone else, it just doesn't get seen very much. He's more of the type to ask you a question ten times before yelling or getting agravated. He is patient and polite when he is in the company of others and has been known to talk to himself a lot when he is alone.
