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| Ortienum
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| Name: Ortienum "Ortie" Sathyr Age: 27 Height: 185 cm Weight: 75 kg Race: Human The human is clad in modest regalia, a robe of shimmering white encasing his lithe frame. The slightly undulating waves of tightly woven fabric hang to his ankles and past his wrists. A blue cotton shawl adorns his shoulders. It's woven geometric designs covering both chest and back, the gems sewn within shine like captured starlight. While it may lend to the image of some sect or order, to which band this man belongs is not immediately made clear. Slippers of matching white boast intricate threads of gold. They twist and snake along the ridge of his toes and across the heel. His hands, conversely, sport gloves of blue fabric. Stones of a crimson red sit upon their back and twinkle complacently. His face is a story of contemplation and hardship. A square jaw is set beneath thin lips, tightly pressed. No scars are apparent, though the lines of thought and harsh weather snake across brow and cheek. Flowing locks of blond hair hand loose to the shoulders, just brushing the shawl beneath. His eyes are hidden, lost in darkness beneath a sash of white silk. In it's center along the bridge of his nose is a complex symbol penned in black ink: an intricate design of triangles and decagons which join at the edges, encompassed by a circle. He appears devoid of possessions aside from clothing, though he seems decidedly unperturbed by his abject poverty. Stance and presence suggests he carries all he needs, for whatever purpose he pursues. |
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