Drake Pike/Appearance

Mask: Golden bronze tan, well muscled, and chronically allergic to shirts, Drake strikes a figure one would take note of and then forget the particulars of after a few minutes. His posture and movements lean towards a lumber until something delicate gets in his hands, when it seems all his grace is saved for working with the smallest of details and objects.

Mien: Drake is a humanoid of well-formed proportions with a pair of (useless) wings across his back. Scales of gold frame his body as if just to put it on display. The Wizened shimmers lightly when he moves with often too large movements for as compact a body as he has.

Mantle: The glint of a purple-red sunrise always lingering on well-shined scales. Exhaling smoke that smells like sweet incense and warm honey.