Deon Darklash

A well muscled man walks towards you; his step is confident, his smirk unnerves you, yet his deep blue eyes somehow compel you to take a closer look.

His face is adorned with piercings of dark metal; you can only imagine what other areas of his body are similarly covered. About his neck, above his often semi-bare chest rests a small silver symbol of a grape vine, the symbol of Xeen.

His arms are muscular and indicate his physical strength, though you feel he is not a traditional fighter, he seems no stranger to combat.

Often wearing tight fitting leather armours and clothing, this man seems unashamed to expose his muscular physique; his attire can be considered ‘exotic’ at best.

At his waist, a tightly coiled whip that seems to have had much use is kept at hand.

As he wanders through town, he seems eager to watch all of those around him, taking note of the especially beautiful women yet equally stopping to admire the handsome men that pass by.

As you speak with him his glare becomes ever more intoxicating, the feeling either unnerves you or excites you, though he seems to care little which.

Upon saying your goodbyes he asks for your hand, if offered, he kisses it gently, and then walks away, as confidently as he approached.