Name: Zherneboh Ove
Age: 26
Sex: Male.
Occupation: Crimson Knight
Height: 6'5.
Weight: 210 lbs
Species: Sergal.
Eye Color: Dark glowing violet.
Skin/fur Color: Pitch black main fur with white natural markings
Dyed his fur blue, allowing black stripes and symbols through
Body Reference: https://static1.e621.net/data/sample/aa/f8/aaf8808950046769bb9839a98c0ce402.jpg
Seems subserviant towards Malina
Personality: Bewildering
Family: Bylune, his sister.
Has platuality running through his corrupted blood.
Picture done by Seridan:
http://oi40.tinypic.com/29essw5.jpg
-His body was covered in midnight black fur with a tint of azure spread haphazardly about his back. Along his underbelly was stark-white, the contrast quite jarring to the unprepared. His sleek, toned body was laced with scars of no discernible origin, though from the way he strode forward and his items of apparel, it might become rather obvious.
-His face was obscured by a crimson, featureless mask, seeming spartan in details and sturdy of design. His purple eyes could be seen, teeming with insane, distant view behind the eyeslits. This same ceramic plating covered much of the creatures body in strategic placement, long plates of the stuff featured on his chest, shoulders, back, upper arms, forarms, top of hands, hips, thighs, and legs. A long string of the plates were constructed and fastened to his tail, keeping it at least somewhat under guard. Beneath the functional-built crimson armor he wore a fur-tight set of black clothing, comprised of short pants, a sleeveless shirt, and a pair of sleeves starting below the elbow and ending in fingerless gloves. A long tabard hung under the triangular groin plate, a similar one hanging over either side of his tail.
-Along his back would be a scarred tattoo, invisible under the armor and shirt, marking him as a leader of his tribe, a responsibility he shares with Byluna. But over his gear was a long, well-crafted halberd, poison dripping from the tip, coming from a hollowed-out slit in the top half of the weapon. The blade was not ornate or extremely regal, much like his armor it was spartan, featureless.
A few notes worth knowing:
Answers unswervingly to Malina
Usually garbed in just a loincloth if he's lounging about like a lazyass
Really detests clinginess, cloying attention
Does not cuddle
Will grow to resent you if you express serious feelings, is utterly disinterested in mates
Hosts many party games at random times during the week, inviting any who express interest to the "Emerald Room". The only way to be uninvited for a time is to idle. Wallflower all you like, just don't pass out
Enjoys videogames far too much
Plays favorites, pretty obviously
Usually only participates in hedonism with multiple people. One-on-one encounters move too slowly to keep his interest, if you are one of those special few, disregard this statement.