Post by D. Bonereaper on May 7, 2015 11:27:18 GMT
Greetings, Swords Dance. I am Dusk Bonereaper, your Second-in-Command. Some of you know me. Some do not. But you will, in time. Currently I have matters that keep me away, but soon I will be around at a more appropriate time in the day, and we'll all come to know each other. Well, I've said it in the newsletter, and I'm saying it here - if you feel the need, if you have an issue to bring up, an idea, if you just want someone to talk to or are looking for a spar, my door is open to you. Come to me with anything, please. And I'll do my best to help.
- SiC D. Bonereaper
::Black hair is usually kept swept back, reaching the tops of his shoulderblades at the longest, and parted on the sides by pointed, elf-like ears. His face is narrow, with an angled, unshaven jaw; his left eye is a solid black, pitch-dark as night while the right appears to be made of glass, or crystal, glowing bright blue; it is usually kept hidden behind a plain, elastic black headband tilted to cover the orb. Lean and muscular, his body is covered in a myriad of scarring to the point where it is grotesque...horrifying. A vertical claw scar lay over his left eye, with three more at his throat. His body is covered in the evidence of battles against man, beast and magic. Underneath all of this were the first scars he had obtained, done over and over with hooking and ripping instruments by drow priestesses during their profane rituals, carving their heathen cultures' symbols into his flesh, or drawing lines n his body that mimicked human musculature; his forearms and hands, which ended in black claws, bear the evidence of repeated burns and cuts, the skin there tinged dark with the evidence of metal poisoning and fragments. All of this has been attempted to be hidden underneath heavy tattooing, from the back of his neck, to his shoulders and down to his elbows, his entire back, wrapping around his ribs and hips to abdomen and stomach and down to his knees - a single tattoo of wailing, agonized faces - souls - tormented by demonic reaper skeletons, looking from the darkness that connected it all. On the front of his right and left shoulders were spiky letters, S and D respectively, with 'SECOND-IN-COMMAND' arching across his chest, the letters styled in a way that made them look like a frown of interlocking, sharp fangs. Dusk is never seen without his piercings - five rings in each ears, connecting the rings in the tips and earlobes by thin chains, with two studded bars in his right eyebrow, a spiked bar in his septum and a stud in his labret, with seven studs pierced into his unusually-long tongue. Five rings are pierced into the bone of each collarbone, with a ring in each nipple - all of them silver. For the others, well...find those out on your own.::
- SiC D. Bonereaper
::Black hair is usually kept swept back, reaching the tops of his shoulderblades at the longest, and parted on the sides by pointed, elf-like ears. His face is narrow, with an angled, unshaven jaw; his left eye is a solid black, pitch-dark as night while the right appears to be made of glass, or crystal, glowing bright blue; it is usually kept hidden behind a plain, elastic black headband tilted to cover the orb. Lean and muscular, his body is covered in a myriad of scarring to the point where it is grotesque...horrifying. A vertical claw scar lay over his left eye, with three more at his throat. His body is covered in the evidence of battles against man, beast and magic. Underneath all of this were the first scars he had obtained, done over and over with hooking and ripping instruments by drow priestesses during their profane rituals, carving their heathen cultures' symbols into his flesh, or drawing lines n his body that mimicked human musculature; his forearms and hands, which ended in black claws, bear the evidence of repeated burns and cuts, the skin there tinged dark with the evidence of metal poisoning and fragments. All of this has been attempted to be hidden underneath heavy tattooing, from the back of his neck, to his shoulders and down to his elbows, his entire back, wrapping around his ribs and hips to abdomen and stomach and down to his knees - a single tattoo of wailing, agonized faces - souls - tormented by demonic reaper skeletons, looking from the darkness that connected it all. On the front of his right and left shoulders were spiky letters, S and D respectively, with 'SECOND-IN-COMMAND' arching across his chest, the letters styled in a way that made them look like a frown of interlocking, sharp fangs. Dusk is never seen without his piercings - five rings in each ears, connecting the rings in the tips and earlobes by thin chains, with two studded bars in his right eyebrow, a spiked bar in his septum and a stud in his labret, with seven studs pierced into his unusually-long tongue. Five rings are pierced into the bone of each collarbone, with a ring in each nipple - all of them silver. For the others, well...find those out on your own.::