| rdfs:comment | - The man before you, to the untrained and outside observer, stands tall, confident and proud. A little over five feet, eight inches, the man has a slender beard that travels down the contours of his face. His facial hair is thick and black, his skin rough no matter how well it is kept. Little hairs stand like spears, the loud sound of scratching emanating from them whenever he places his hands upon them. His eyebrows are thick, abruptly stopping above his nose as they give way to a clearing. They arch upward slightly, the hairs neatly falling in line with one another as they move away from the center of his face. Like long, dark, curled branches his eyelashes greet the unwary observer, elegantly moving away from his eyelids, seemingly standing at attention. The man has thick, black hair whi
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| abstract | - The man before you, to the untrained and outside observer, stands tall, confident and proud. A little over five feet, eight inches, the man has a slender beard that travels down the contours of his face. His facial hair is thick and black, his skin rough no matter how well it is kept. Little hairs stand like spears, the loud sound of scratching emanating from them whenever he places his hands upon them. His eyebrows are thick, abruptly stopping above his nose as they give way to a clearing. They arch upward slightly, the hairs neatly falling in line with one another as they move away from the center of his face. Like long, dark, curled branches his eyelashes greet the unwary observer, elegantly moving away from his eyelids, seemingly standing at attention. The man has thick, black hair which parts somewhat messily from the middle of his head, and dances down to his shoulders, swaying with the wind reluctantly as he moves about. His body is somewhat well kept – his arms slightly muscular, though showing slight signs of disarray due to long hours spent writing and reading as opposed to serving in the front lines. They are lined with a soft, hairy texture, covering any scratches and scars that may appear. His veins travel from his shoulder, following his arms as his strength, at times, makes itself apparent. His midsection is firm and devoid of any scarring, a result of his insistence on the most invasive of armor in times of battle, with his legs finalizing a muscular and rigid outward appearance. The man wears a silver crown with a deep red gem attached to its center, lined with inscriptions in foreign tongues, and his gaze seems innocent, harmless, though piercing.
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