Dusky pale skin is wrapped taut around the man before you. Eyes as black as night observe his surroundings with greed and vigor, specifically when they happen upon something with a pulse. Hair to match the deepest of shadows has been slicked back with oils and perfumes and is kept in a short fashion. Sunken and hollow cheeks further accentuate the high-set cheekbones whilst a narrow jaw leads towards thin, dry lips and a pointed chin. He is reasonably tall, perhaps even adding to it is the unnatural length of his limbs to include his hands and fingers which look to be able to caress a small giant with their grasp. The nails are cracked and yellowed and have been sharpened to fine points that would make any dagger jealous. An aura of death and decay permeates the perfumes in his hair and the shadows surrounding him grows ever longer.