Hear //
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There's a violent unpredictability hiding just beneath the surface, a beast caged within the form of a lion. His red eyes are fierce, volatile and hardened, mirroring the danger there is in a man who has nothing to lose. Possessing a severity in both expression and appearance, his mane is razed completely against both sides of his head, the top swept into a long ponytail behind. His jaw distinctly strong and square, being broad of shoulder with aptly conditioned musculature gives no indication to any physical shortcomings other than the subtle favoritism shown towards his right arm. His long-coat is fitted and tapers where weaponsbelt meets lean hips and pressed trousers, equipped with a shortsword.
Long Name: Atuanya Jayvin Ahmose Sa'Stonepath M'Adanya J'Ituunap En'Kasuria Ay'Scarlong
Full Name: Atuanya Jayvin Ahmose
Nickname(s): Atua
Pronounciation: Ah-Twa-nya, Ah-Twa
Birthdate: August 12th.
Age: Mid-twenties.
Current Location: Greystone Tavern
Occupation: Retired Raptor Knight, Tavern management.
Salary: Decent.
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual.
Marital Status: Widower; wife is missing and presumed dead.
Skills: Educated; reading, writing, and arithmetic. Trained in close-range combat with weapons, without weapons, and arial combat. Scarhawk training and riding. Physical labor.
Languages: Common, Criptic, Kantenganese, Aegyptian.
Possessions: Coin pouch, and his sword.
Appearance
Species: Fullblooded lion.
Height: 6'1
Weight: 220 lbs
Build: Tough, with square shoulders and a chin ready to take a punch. Despite muscle-tone, he evens out narrow and long-limmed. His left arm has significantly more muscle mass than his right, which is disfigured and lacks a good portion of muscle.
Hair: His mane is gone, shaved down on both sides and around the back of his head with a fuzz of blonde leftover. The remaining top is left long to be drawn into a long ponytail from behind.
Eyes: Bright, piercing red.
Fur/Markings: Sandy with no markings.
Scars: A grizzly, disfiguring scar along the upper portion of his right arm, with the majority of the scarring focused largely on his tricep which is missing substantial muscle mass, and some along his upper bicep as if at one time it had been impaled, pierced through most likely by a spear or lance.
Injuries: No current injuries, though a previous conflict has left him pampering his right arm which has a constant, subtle tremor.
Scent: Clean-scented, unless just dismounted from a scarhawk.
Attire: A simple, tailored long coat with sharp lapels reaches his mid-thigh, and beneath nothing more than a flax linen tunic and a pair of black fitted trousers. A belt carries a sword which is never far from paw.
Weapons: Classical Medieval short sword.
