Going through Ken withdraws.
You see Grand Lord Stunseed Zrenigotham the Windtalker.
He appears to be a Human.
He is of towering stature for a human. He appears to be mature. He has piercing golden-flecked deep green eyes and slightly weathered, deeply tanned skin. He has thick, tousled dirty blonde hair draping to his shoulders with rich chestnut undertones. He has a strongly-contoured, aristocratic face and broad shoulders. He has a thin line of faint red scar tissue next to his right eye.
He has a snarling puma tattoo on his chest, and a polished black moonstone stud in the upper ridge of his left ear.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a leaf-clasped ebony suede mantle, an open-necked smoke grey tunic, a braided silver signet ring, some ebony-sheened faenor green suede pants clasped with an onyx buckle, and a pair of onyx-buttoned boots.
You have the unique scent of bay leaves, drifting on a bed of spiced rum touched with orange zest, in a haze lingering about you.
Mantle :
Lined with dark green silk to compliment the faenor modwir leaf clasp upon the shoulder, the mantle is comprised of brushed ebony suede that is well-oiled to protect against the elements. A deeply cowled hood provides protection for the wearer against the same, and faenor threading wends its way along the seam from the hood to the floor-length, sweeping hemline. Surprisingly light, the fabric shifts elegantly with each movement to create a billowing effect.
Tunic :
Thick ebon silk cording delineates the seams, hem and open v-shaped neck of this loosely fitted raw linen tunic. The smoky grey hue of the unprocessed fabric is offset strikingly by the trim and a leather-thong carved obsidian toggle at the neckline, which is left open to expose the sternum of the wearer. Designed to rest at the hips, the tunic features small slits on each side for ease of movement.
Ring :
This wide ring is crafted from three intricately braided bands of polished silver. Set upon the metal is a circular veniom crest. Etched upon it is the silhouette of a majectic modwir tree, its sweeping boughs spreading out in all directions. A fiery crimson ruby is set beside the tree, carved to resemble a setting cresent moon.
LadyXXXXXXX: I guess I just like swallowing.
LadyXXXXXXX: OMG that thing is HUGE
Tyrillian [General]: "Do you worship V'tull?"
You [General]: "V'tull worships me."