Darth Aurum

Intro

• "Your Unholiness"

• Basic Info

  • Name: Darth Aurum
  • Gender: Unknown
  • Played by: Darth_Aurum
  • Nicknames: Lord of Greed, Duke of Xanha
  • Race: Epicanthix
  • Class: Sith Lord
  • Alignment: Dark Side
  • Deity: Kaine Zambrano
  • Age: 33
  • Size: Tall
  • Body Type: Muscular
  • Height: 210cm
  • Weight: 166kg
  • Complexion: Caucasian
  • Hair: Black
  • Eyes: Hostile Xenthous
  • Handedness: Right
  • Scars: Lightsaber wound from temple to temple, under eyes and bridge of nose.
  • Relationship Status: Single
  • Personality: Sly, Cunning, Devious
  • Mannerisms: Cruel, Brutish, Barbaric
  • Likes: Fine food and Sith ideology
  • Dislikes: The Jedi, Traitors

• Description

  A typical modern Epicanthix - tall, with sultry black locks which hang down to the beginning of his upper spine and seldom weave their way out of the position they are most often seen - pushed behind his ears and gathered away from his face. Considered devilishly handsome by the women of Panatha, the male sports thick slightly unkempt eyebrows which each end a few centimeters from the bridge of his nose, a slightly oversized, pointed, almost beak-like nose and plump, pale lips which are most often curled into a dark smile.
  
  His eyes are akin to molten gold, burning with passion and greed, yet sometimes as tranquil as the Sea of Xanha - a deep ocean blue which seems to swirl and whorl over itself like a tide. Unfortunately, the days where these orbs of cerulean are quickly running to an end as the Darkness takes a foothold upon his being.
  
  His complexion is pale, yet not sickly but more as if his skin had not been kissed by the sun for a few days, but it can change in a heartbeat. One day, he can be as white as snow, the next he's as brown as a berry.
  
  Spanning from his bleak sideburns across the bridge of his nose is a gruesome cicatrix from where a blade slipped through his guard and almost rendered his eyes useless. Another lightsaber wound forms itself in a gruesome circle on his forehead. The ơ signifies the Epicant word 'ơrxa' which roughly translates: to scorn.
  
  His shoulders are broad and his figure grand, a towering chunk of muscle and sinew, who's strength would far outmatch that of a typical Human, thanks to his heritage. His hands are large and his knuckles criss-crossed with small scars from cuts inflicted by the jaws of others, and at one time traces of crimson liquid could be detected upon his black, luparj leather boots.
  
  A wealth beyond many of the Galaxy's inhabitants is bestowed upon him, and as such he can afford to look his best; often opting for dark, flowing robes typical of that of a Darksider. Sometimes, he will dress himself in more formal wear, such as a dark two-layered suit.