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To watch him moving from shadow to shadow in the heart of the night, one would be forgiven for mistaking him for a practitioner of dark arts. In his black enchanters robes and hood, his face rendered almost invisible in the shadows, Damask strikes a mostly forbidding figure in those marks following the setting of the Valornian sun.
In the light, however, one can see that his robes are not black but a deep, dark shade of green. Drawing back his hood to release a mane of wavy black hair and a pair of black bunny ears with white streaks, the pale skin of his unlined face stands out in stark contrast to his black attire - dense black eyebrows drawing attention immediately to his green eyes. Twinkling, interspersed with subtle hints of gold, there are those who claim that something unwholesome lies within the depths of those eyes - a vein of ice, a hint of malice - but this is merely a trait of his lineage. He is but his father's son.
A single broad silver bracelet resides at each of his wrists. Upon closer inspection, a small spoon can be found etched into the silver of the right hand one, while the letters DK can be found on the left.
A grand oak tree can be seen embroidered in fine blue thread on the sash about his waist; its branches spread wide so that they flow along the entire length of fabric.
Protruding from beneath this sash, a small black book can be seen *URL*
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