Khalem Derros
Name: Khalem (pronounced KAY-lum) Derros
Race: Human
Age: Mid 30s
Hair: Dark, dirty-blond
Eyes: Pale blue-gray - almost hauntingly pale.
Occupation: Mercenary
Description:
Notes:
Hair: Shorn on the sides not to skin, but stubble. Top is just long enough to be swept back, but not long enough for a tail.
Eyes: VERY pale blue almost a blue-gray, a haunting (and haunted) pair of eyes.
Body: Strong and muscular. Tall. 66-ish. Broad shouldered. Solid, corded muscle. Heavily inked Back and shoulders, trapezius and throat sleeves down both arms. Abdomen imagery runs down the Adonis belt and into the groin/upper thigh work. Calf muscles have heavy knotwork. The elvish script on his chest (pecs and slats) are his oaths. Ancient symbol for power running up behind the left ear Vengeance behind the right.
He also often paints a line of medium to dark blue woad over his right eye - running from his hairline to his jaw.
Piercings Two gauges on each ear lobe (first is large, but not too large second is smaller) Loop in the helix of the right ear, loop in the Tragus of the left ear. Prince Albert
Dresses: Rough and rugged well worn leathers when not in armor. Heavy boots. Tight trousers. Almost always has his mailed gauntlets.
Armor is something (still deciding). The metal was once bright and shiny, cared for despite his dubious past, he kept himself originally well groomed. Now it seemed tarnish, stained as if its been burned. The darker he gets, the more tarnished the armor becomes
History: Khalem was well-respected member of a watch of some random city. He could not be bought but he did like the darker side of life drinking, whoring, fighting, gambling. He would arrest anyone he caught committing harder crimes, but these? They were his life.
A young paladin was assigned to be his partner. Fort he first few months he kept the kid clean and out of it. The pally was a good kid. Smart. Funny charming. Eventually he found out what Khalem enjoyed and, in his naivety, the Pally thought if this outstanding man who brought in thieves and murderers could partake in a little vice, it must not be too harmful. Sadly, pally-boy had more courage and daring than brains or will and he fell. Hard. Eventually it killed him because he got into the things even Khalem would not touch.
This broke the soldier and he became more of a wandering mercenary taking an oath to bring the darker side of crime down, despite his love of certain vices (which he still partakes).
A few years later, hes traveling in (insert city here), between jobs when he sees a trio trying to stuff a rather exotic, gorgeous elf into a sack. Thinking its a simple abduction or possibly something more sinister he steps in and puts a rather violent stop to it leaving three bodies and a disheveled, gorgeous, and grateful dancer that he finds capitvating. Those eyes and that smile theyre different, but theres a carefree innocence that reminds him of a seventeen year-old paladin that was lost