'Anyone can be killed, tis the price that keeps them alive. '
A vivid, angry scar runs down over his right eye.
His long, white hair is pulled back into a braid.
A swirling pale silver gaze with flecks of shifting darkness returns yours, seeming to pierce your very soul. Large, black wings unfold from his back, tipped with razor sharp talons.
The scent of pines and damp soil surround him.
(Extrasensory abilities are clouded when used on him)
(Random RP welcomed)