Charles James Holt the II

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• Basic Info

  • Name: Charles James Holt the II
  • Gender: Male
  • Played by: BloodWriter
  • Nicknames: James
  • Class: Poor/Working Class
  • Alignment: Neutral
  • Age: 27-30+
  • Body Type: Muscular
  • Height: 6'5"/196 cm
  • Weight: 210 lb/95 kg
  • Complexion: Pale
  • Hair: Coal-Black
  • Eyes: Grass-Green
  • Handedness: Left
  • Scars: Too Many
  • Relationship Status: Single
  • Personality: Quiet, Serious, Irritable
  • Likes: Reading, Academia, Supernatural Rights, the Wilderness, being Alone
  • Dislikes: Talking about Himself

• Description

  James is someone that sticks out in any crowd...or stack of books. It might be that standing at 6'5" ensures that anyone looking for him would only have to seek out the man standing a head above the crowd or peering over the rows of bookshelves. It might be that large, muscular frame of 210 pounds/95 kilograms combined with his ever-present scowl and crossed arms raises concerns of a threat or trouble abound. It could also be that the annoyance and irritability that seeps from his aura and demeanor makes everyone wonder why he bothered to show up in the first place.
  
  To those unaccustomed to James's habits, his appearance might give off the belief he rolled out of bed, tossed on whatever didn't stink of sweat, grabbed his personal belongings, and strutted out the door. His coal-black hair is often disheveled and spiked in all different directions. His wardrobe of plain t-shirts and khaki pants permanently wrinkled--some sporting holes and frayed threads around the collar of his shirts and ankles of his pants. And, his full-beard often showing signs of needing to be trimmed through stubble along his neckline and on his cheeks. Another reason people wondered why he bothered to show up in the first place.
  
  If one could get past the grumpy demeanor and poor grooming habits, James could almost be described as handsome. He had high cheekbones with a squared jaw. His straight nose bearing a slight bump and a light scar suggested that it had been broken at some point. However, his eyes were what really caught people's attention. They were a sparkling green the color of fresh grass after a morning's dew, where one might expect to find rage instead held a hint of somber intrigue. It was really a shame he often hid them away behind a pair of sunglasses.