Thread:Nimarfira/@comment-39487125-20190908155537/@comment-39487125-20190909222303

"Even the Ancient's know that Death reaches immortals eventually." this time the voice was hopping from shadow to shadow. "However if you have no reason to be here and your the only one of your kind in these ruins." Shadows melted away between Liliaura and Orphos revealing a man holding a longsword of void energy flame.

This man was tall, around 7' and was built like a swordsman. He was dressed in a unique set of armor, a jet black mage robe that split at the waist, and pieces of heavy also jet black metal armor shaped like early dragon bones and scales. Strange crystals fused to the robe emitted semi-stable void fire. A bond on his left arm also made of that strange crystal burned dimly against the armor. The robe itself is beautifully embroidered with black and purple silk. In addition he also wears a waist sash of flame. However his sash was violet in color and the flames seemed angry, like a raging wildfire barely held at bay. Not much of the actual man showed but what could be seen made their own statements. Jet black skin, the left arm and talon of an ancient with black crystalic scales and runes of a language lost to the ages in the form of a nightmarish dragon-like creature. Certain runes seemed to glow depending on the magic in use and he was the owner of the glaring violet rings of fire, they were his irises.