A young warrior crowned with a golden mane, strands long and wild, tied together and complementing the deep-blue intensity of his azure gaze just perfectly. He stands tall, sturdy, with his form often being draped in furs, thick and heavy, that hang with a certain boldness across his shoulders. Adorning his rugged features are thin streaks of rune-painted tattoos, silently signifying his dedication and devotion towards his Pantheon.
He's a son of Ualdir through and through, walking in his steps of glory and mirroring the tenacity of the War God he worships in his demeanor; a fierceness lacing him, although it easily peels away, softening into a heartening, wide and toothy grin in the comfort of those he holds close.
Subtle sparks, like distant stars, can sometimes be seen flickering about his form, yet amidst those crackles, perhaps even more noticeable is that gentle, comforting aura that wraps around him so, touched with the hues of gold much akin to his hair, it calms and softens his hardened edges.
He's a son of Ualdir through and through, walking in his steps of glory and mirroring the tenacity of the War God he worships in his demeanor; a fierceness lacing him, although it easily peels away, softening into a heartening, wide and toothy grin in the comfort of those he holds close.
Subtle sparks, like distant stars, can sometimes be seen flickering about his form, yet amidst those crackles, perhaps even more noticeable is that gentle, comforting aura that wraps around him so, touched with the hues of gold much akin to his hair, it calms and softens his hardened edges.
