Comfortably clad in heavy steel armour with an unusual, heavy curved blade in one hand, a spike-edged shield strapped to his other arm and several other weapons strapped to his body, Riaghán appears at first glance to be nothing more than another half-elf warrior- a tall, lithe man who moves with the grace and intent of a hunting cat, his handsome features mainly human except for the slightly pointed ears and finer features to show his mixed heritage. His long hair, a dark auburn-red that contrasts with his pale skin, is tied back in a simple tail, nothing more than is needed to keep it from being a nuisance.

The first hint that there is something more unusual with his lineage than was expected can be found in the colour of his eyes. Dark bronze with strange amber flecks, they appear to be alight with curiosity. But something dark, hungry, and decidedly unfriendly, seems to flicker behind them. It lurks just out of sight, only to intensify as he starts to stare intently at, and, somewhat disconcertingly, through those around him. If one can tear themselves from his gaze, they would also notice the thin-lipped, contemptuous smirk, the slightest hint of a fang, the tilt of the chin that seems to make him look down at others with an overwhelming air of superiority.

And yet, he is just a half-elf warrior... Isn't he?

Armour, including helm:


Sword (Falcata):

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Current weapons:
- Falcata
- Spiked shield
- Greatsword
- Composite longbow
- misc. Daggers

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Current Disguise
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