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'''Mask:''' Asbolus is a tall bloke at a few inches over six foot, sporting a runner's build, short blond hair and a British accent that has shown no signs of fading after years living in the States. His most telling feature is his eyes, a stunning blue-grey that seem to peel apart everything that he looks at down to its base components. He tends to dress casually but neatly, his bearing one that makes it easy to forget his presence until he deems otherwise. | '''Mask:''' Asbolus is a tall bloke at a few inches over six foot, sporting a runner's build, short blond hair and a British accent that has shown no signs of fading after years living in the States. His most telling feature is his eyes, a stunning blue-grey that seem to peel apart everything that he looks at down to its base components. He tends to dress casually but neatly, his bearing one that makes it easy to forget his presence until he deems otherwise. | ||
'''Mien:''' The most apt word to describe Asbolus as seen behind the Mask is ''sharp''. | '''Mien:''' The most apt word to describe Asbolus as seen behind the Mask is ''sharp''. His movements cut through the air around him, leaving faint ripples and whorls in his wake, and while he doesn't sport the more lethal mien of his Courser associates a simple touch threatens to leave a thin scratch in its wake like a scalpel drawn across glass. His already striking gaze takes on a feral intensity, every movement tracked and followed. | ||
'''Mantle:''' The air about the Darkling sometimes goes stock still, as thought the world is holding its breath. When his ire is raised - or when on the hunt - a chill breeze follows behind him, paired with the shadows he casts darkening in his wake. | '''Mantle:''' The air about the Darkling sometimes goes stock still, as thought the world is holding its breath. When his ire is raised - or when on the hunt - a chill breeze follows behind him, paired with the shadows he casts darkening in his wake. | ||
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Revision as of 02:50, 17 December 2020
Mask: Asbolus is a tall bloke at a few inches over six foot, sporting a runner's build, short blond hair and a British accent that has shown no signs of fading after years living in the States. His most telling feature is his eyes, a stunning blue-grey that seem to peel apart everything that he looks at down to its base components. He tends to dress casually but neatly, his bearing one that makes it easy to forget his presence until he deems otherwise.
Mien: The most apt word to describe Asbolus as seen behind the Mask is sharp. His movements cut through the air around him, leaving faint ripples and whorls in his wake, and while he doesn't sport the more lethal mien of his Courser associates a simple touch threatens to leave a thin scratch in its wake like a scalpel drawn across glass. His already striking gaze takes on a feral intensity, every movement tracked and followed.
Mantle: The air about the Darkling sometimes goes stock still, as thought the world is holding its breath. When his ire is raised - or when on the hunt - a chill breeze follows behind him, paired with the shadows he casts darkening in his wake.