The Dark Grimoire: An interactive roleplaying community

Standing at a towering 5 feet 3….and a HALF…inches. He carries himself with an aura of being as tall as everyone else. Each of his steps are light as he springs from one foot to the next. His ice blue eyes are wide and bright, almost innocent looking, except for a hard, periodic glint as his eyes quickly sweep his surrounding. His face is clean shaven and youthful at first appearance. His sandy brown hair is tied back with a bos hide strap into a fox tail that hangs to the middle of his back.

His slight frame is covered with loose clothing. His light tan shirt has baggy sleeves that are secured at his thin wrists. A dark brown, grey and green mottled tunic rests on his shoulders, over his shirt. A wide belt, covered with built-in closable pouches, cinches his tunic to his waist. His pants, that match his tunic, are tucked into soft, laced, knee-high boots. His boots match his pants and tunic in both color and pattern.

His small thumbs are tucked behind his belt as he almost dances down the road…