Zhou An Bao
APPEAREANCE
Serene and quiet standing five foot eight inches tall, Bao, is broad of shoulder and chest but narrow at the waist. He is never without the longbow or the curved blade that he fights with. His dark hair is indigo and black and his eyes reflect violet or various shades of purple, his skin holds a delicate sheen to it, in reminisces of dragon scale, though he possesses no true scales. Both weapons are well cared for and hold a soft holy glow. ( they radiate LG spectrum to anyone who can view such a thing) Ears come to a slightly tapered point, and both ears are pierced one with a stud of pure red jade, and the other a shooting star.
His looks are exotically beautiful on the mainland of Faerun.
Wearing his hair long, there are beads and ribbons braided into the luxurious length of his hair. Which unbound sweeps freely past his backside. Bao rarely pulls it up, usually on missions where it might be an issue. Even fighting he is a blur of spinning robes, flashing blades, and flowing hair. He wears fringe that sometimes falls into his face. When he is dressed for court or for something important a length of his hair is gathered up and pined with a fancy guan. In the shape of a dragon. The stick appears as a cloud, so it seems the dragon is on clouds.
Long fingers are wrapped with a ribbon of soft red counting as gloves, and bracers of a deep red at his wrist. He favors the shades of pink, orange, red, and white and he does not seem to move from this theme for his clothing. A wide belt at his waist where his weapons reside. He can just as often be found carrying an umbrella to use.
Personality
Resolute and bright, Bao is a traveler of the realms he had traveled along the golden way into the North thwarting darkness and ending things that prey upon those who can not properly defend themselves. He is a light in the darkness.
While those who are innocent and unsuspecting find him mild, charming, and easy to disarm concerns or to give comfort. This is only a small aspect of the man who can be witty, and vibrant. Though he wears the white robes of those mourning this is more in association with the spirits he helps to move on, or destroy when they have reached a certain level of inability to comprehend right from wrong.
No matter where Bao is he is a source of goodness. He has tangled twice with Faladar the fearless, the first time was when the beast got a drop on him when he was wounded and further wounded him the second time was when he was more aware and Faladar found himself on the business end of a capable man.
History