Weighing in at 121 lbs, and standing a mere 5'5" Rima of Clan Nosferatu is definitely a deadly enchantress, one to make your nightmares a reality. barely out of her teens, she holds a very well toned and attractive physic, Her naturally pink petalled lips draw your attention as her steel grey eyes hold you in place. Her perfectly aligned ears give her an air of aristocracy. While her Darkinian nose is cute, it is her well trimmed eye brows that accent her Moon burst Highlights that sit as a blossom, above her left eye, in her short cropped Raven hued hair . Her mongoose neck is delicate while her high firm breasts set counter to her small voluminous rump .... what catches your Eyes is the inscription below her belly button that reads: " My Kitty ate your pocket mouse "

Calistan description Is a well built human 6 ft tall Very fit. Short black hair with a well trimmed beard and mustache .Very handsome man in his early 30's. Usually has a cocky smile that he uses to defuse the fear that forms from his age and power.. When this smile turns sinister the true terrifying nature is revealed and any who witness it shall not be long of this world. Its unknown if he has any tattoos or other markings! Those few who have learned soon had those memories lost and forgotten.   At the temple he wears a vestments of black and gold with a high collar that covers his entire neck. a cape that hangs off the back of his shoulders. Wrist cuffs of the same design again black and gold…Very regal in his appearance, it would be easy to think he was nobility before his turning. A more more serious demeanor is shown at the temple saving the cocky smile for other encounters.   While at court he wears an all black armor. Made of what appears to be leather, but completely silent, many times more durable and flexible.. Its inlaid with decorative silver that accents the more important protective areas. It outlines the shoulder, wrists, shins, waist and feet.. It's both regal and terrifying in a Gothic style.. These may just look like accents, but add layers to the protection afforded and most certainly contain blood magic of immense power.

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Physical Build

Da’Rynda is a tall woman with shoulder-length auburn hair and dark eyes. Her light golden skin, covered in scars, still speaks of the sun tan she must have had when she was alive. Her nose seems like she broke it at least once during her mortal life.

She has a lean build, with long muscles and nearly no fat. Da’Rynda lacks feminine curves and does not hide this. Her movements are supple and powerful, like those of a feline predator. Her gaze supports the impression of a huntress as it roams attentively through her surroundings.

Clothing Style

Even today, Da’Rynda prefers loose, flowing clothes that do not hinder her movements. Underneath, she often hides a high-quality leather armour.

In everyday life, you see her in loose woolen or leather trousers. Over them she wears a noble, embroidered woolen tunic that hides the leather armour. Around her waist is a long, knotted leather belt that holds a sheath for the knife and the quiver.

She wears boots made of soft, embossed leather that hardly make a sound when she walks. Around her shoulders is a coat of heavy, oiled wool that keeps out fog, rain and snow.

Colour-wise, she prefers a palette of different natural tones, ranging from dark green and brown to berry tones. The materials of her clothing are usually fine, tightly woven wool and leather, which provide her with some protection against the weather and the environment.

Her armament usually comprises a longbow, a quiver and several colour-coded arrows with different arrowheads. In addition, she carries a hunting knife and a short sword, but otherwise no close combat weapons.

The first thing you notice about Galphis is how much ground he covers just walking normally. He is tall and stocky, muscles from decades of weight training. He has blue eyes and dark hair. He is polite until someone makes him mad.... His appearance and gear are always based on the situation at hand.

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