Sebastian Marko

Those large, glassy eyes, they have depth to them, the glint of intellect coupled with a sorrow which remains ever present yet ever hidden all at once.

Before you stands a broad shouldered but otherwise slender human male, just below average height. Not by any means physically imposing, still the man has the look of a traveller about him and appears confident enough in himself to carry with him a Morningstar on a belt loop at his waist.

His hair is neatly trimmed, dark, with a fringe bearing a slight angle towards the left of his face – indeed you would guess this gentleman is somewhat conscientious about his appearance.

Looking more closely you may notice a signet ring which this man appears to rotate around his thumb, especially during more awkward moments of social interaction.

Indeed, although this man is possessed of a broodingly handsome face and an almost soothing voice most times he appears unaware of both of these features, instead preferring to hang back from the main conversation, observing rather than drawing the attention. Still, despite his best intentions this man may be difficult to overlook.