Golameth

Golameth War'Child
Status	Active
Race	Elf
Gender	Male
Guild	Barbarian
Instance	Prime

Appearance

You are Unicorn King Golameth War'Child, Blood Berserker of Ilithi, an Elven Barbarian.
You have an angular face with an assortment of short, thin scars criss-crossing the right cheek, a black gold panther with starry tanzanite eyes accenting one of the pointed ears, some shiny glaes goggles with opaque violet lenses that almost completely obscure glittery sapphire eyes and a deeply scarred nose. Your deep purple-streaked blood red hair is short and straight, and is worn arranged in a mohawk. You have pearlescent skin accented by some glittery platinum stars and a void-black pair of raven wings arching back from a burly build.
You are of commanding height for an Elf.
Skillfully applied cosmetics accent your natural beauty, giving you a hint of sooty black along your lids to emphasize your eyes underscored with black lines. Your skin has a youthful glow. A night-black tint stains your lips. You are young.
You have a single spiraling darkstone horn adorned with night diamonds jutting prominently from your forehead.
You have a tattoo of a grinning goblin pirate with a ragged black eye patch and a curvaceous goblin wench at his side on your chest.

You are wearing a crimson leather mask set with a mohawk fashioned from iron spikes, a pristine white plush unicorn with a golden horn and rainbow-colored tail, a chakrel teardrinker brandishing a Be'ort scission blade, an enormous watersilk narwhal with a shimmery mermaid's chalcedony horn, a pink steelsilk fighting shirt with a sequined goblin riding a glittery unicorn, a glittery cupcake-shaped targe sprinkled with raspberry-pink spikes, a glittery black armguard of layered steel studded with agonite spikes, a diamond-hide wristcuff pierced with crystal-bone spikes, an iridescent eddy encircled by a half-eaten donut clutched by a pudgy unicorn, a felted wool skull stitched with a pair of thick black X's, a large blue-grey plush shark secured with a black leather strap, a mammoth tusk warhorn engraved with a volley of arrows, a knee-length whisperlayne tutu adorned with colorful gemstones, some cuffed teal titanese pants buckled with a rainbow hematite and a pair of demonscale leather combat sandals with braided diamond-hide straps.

Alterations

a rum-colored kitten wearing a gleaming unicorn costume with a glittery gold horn
Flakes of gold glitter sparkle across the feisty feline's fluffy body and her brilliant blue eyes gleam with a fierce mixture of sass, curiosity, and fabulousness. Composed out of spun glitter, the unicorn costume hangs baggily from the kitten's body and her glitter-covered hooves lie crumpled around her feet. A spiraling horn of gold-wrapped telothian pulls the hood of the costume back, so its rainbow-colored mane nearly reaches the tiny goblin perched on the rump with its fist raised in defiance.

a burly kitten wearing a molten-red firesilk bull costume with riftstone horns
Composed of flame-hued silk engulfed in Gemfire ruby dust, the overstuffed ensemble bears a short tail ending with a poof of glittery black yarn. Pulled low over the kitten's head is a hood fashioned with blocky bovine features including brimstone-yellow crystalline eyes glinting with malice and wickedly curved horns. The cloven-hooves of the costume are set with magnificent lava topaz pieces and a tiny spun glitter goblin, with its fist raised in defiance, is stitched on the rump.

a ragged book with a duchess grasping at a bandit printed on the cover
Dangling from the repeatedly creased spine of the wicked novel is a crimson silk ribbon covered with hand-written page numbers down to the gilt "TK + LK". An inked thumbprint mars the image of a shameless woman clad in a snug bodice leaning out the window of an ivy-laden castle wall. A shirtless masked bandit wearing skin-tight pants and a coiled whip climbs towards her. Water-damaged and sooty pages have been hastily glued back in crookedly. There appears to be something written on it.
A ragged book reads:
"Defy Not the Heart: Make-Out Innocence"

a dog-eared omnibus with a scoundrel clutching a swooning maiden on the cover
A creased front cover bears an image of a nautical scene, the scoundrel hanging from the rigging of a ship while holding a wispily-clad maiden to him. Multiple dog-eared pages indicate favorite passages of this torrid novel. Stains of rum and lipstick are blotched throughout, causing a few pages to stick together. Handwritten notes are hastily scribbled throughout, pointing to phrasing for later reference. While the spine has been cracked, an inscription marks the title page.
There appears to be something written on it.
A dog-earned omnibus reads:
"Tempt Not This Flesh: Make-Out Paradise"

an iridescent eddy encircled by a half-eaten donut clutched by a pudgy unicorn
A winter opal is masterfully carved to resemble a pudgy unicorn sitting on her hind quarters. In between her front hooves the unicorn is holding some delicate tursa strands woven together to resemble a donut with a chunk bitten from it, trapping the eddy in the center. Crushed rainbow hematite is sprinkled on top of the donut. Flakes of tursa and rainbow hematite litter the unicorn's belly like crumbs falling from her mouth. A goblin with a fist raised in defiance has been etched on her hindquarters.
There appears to be something written on it.
An iridescent eddy reads:
"Fatty Fatty Pound Cakes."

a pink steelsilk fighting shirt with a sequined goblin riding a glittery unicorn
A pristine white unicorn with a golden horn is caught mid-gallop, showing off a goblin clutching its crushed gemstone studded rainbow mane in one hand. The oversized greatsword the goblin wields in its other hand overhead is outlined in silvery thread, catching the sparkling light from the glittery cloud around the unicorn. The gemstone-streaked tail and hooves help emphasize the wicked smile on the goblin's face. Jaggedly stitched above the goblin's head is the phrase "CHAOTIC GOBLIN ENERGY!"

some cuffed teal titanese pants buckled with a rainbow hematite
Teal fabric is cuffed mid calf and cut to fit the wearer's body without billowing or hindering movement. A green enameled goblin clutches to the unicorn's iridescent rainbow mane with one hand and raises a greataxe in the other. The goblin's face features a wicked smile of diamond encrusted teeth. Shimmering violet thornweave cording running along the outside seam of each leg adds to the overall fabulousness of the pants. There appears to be something written on it.
Some teal titanese pants reads:
"If you have a choice, always be a unicorn."

a pair of demonscale leather combat sandals with braided diamond-hide straps
Each functional sandal has crisscrossed diamond-hide straps to secure to the wearer's feet. Each is pinned with one of a set of painted icesteel medallions depicting a purple-to-teal ombre-haired Kaldar, a cobalt-haired Halfing, a white-furred Prydaen, and a black-haired Human. A third strap flops over the top of the foot, quickly securing around the heel in dire situations. The right straps are stitched with the phrase "Bad for Running", while the left are stitched with "Worse for Fighting".

a glittery black armguard of layered steel studded with agonite spikes
Lined with zombie-skin leather, the armguard is formed from meticulously interlocked metal hearts. The fantastical scene of a pristine white unicorn with a rainbow mane and tail flying through a field of stars and violet swirls is painstakingly painted to the buffed exterior. Jutting menacingly throughout the starfield are agonite spikes barbed with molten-core diamonds, while the the words "I couldn't get anymore fabulous if I tried." are sloppily written along the edges in gold curlicues.

a massive greatsword engraved with glittery unicorns running down the blade
Heavy and thick with layers of tyrium and raw iron, the weapon seems more like a club. Unicorns are masterfully engraved down the blade, inlaid with molten-core diamonds. A mammoth tusk forms a crude hilt, wrapped in zombie leather. Dangling from the pommel, a withered hand clutching a vial of blood clinks against an Elven gold-wrapped lightning amethyst unicorn head.

a warrior's pocket of darkly whorled dreamweave with sturdy seams of spun glitter
Masterfully embroidered onto the deep purple fabric is a scene of a goblin clutching onto a rampaging mammoth charging towards a pack of fleeing mages, broken and trampled bodies left in their wake. Flecks of some dried, reddish-brown substance are spattered across the surface, looking like pools of blood amidst the carnage. Dangling from wraith-bone ringlets along the container's edges are trophies of various broken instruments of magic. There appears to be something written on it.
A warrior's pocket reads:
"Mages Drool, Barbarians Rule!"

a soot stained chakrel teardrinker clutching a goblin skull above its head
The flowery fiend is holding a hollowed out goblin skull above his head, a shower of ruby teardrops spilling from it. The words "Mage Tears" are artfully brushed across the forehead of the skull. Its face is frozen in a perpetual maniacal grin lined with serrated teeth. Framed by a mane of petals that are marred by soot, the carefully shaped reddish-orange stone contains slender black streaks and a perfect white flame-shaped inclusion. An attached pin shaped like a greatsword allows it to be worn.

a giant wooden spork carved in the shape of goblin arm
This large spoon is blistered and charred from hours of laborious cooking over open flames, leaving the once beautiful mosaic of pastries, cakes, and sweets smudged and burned. Some of the baked goods appear to have been touched up and painted by a child. The outstretched hand of the goblin is tipped with sharpened fingers, its nails painted and a myriad of rainbow colors. There appears to be something written on it.
A giant wooden spork reads:
"Labor of Love"

some glittery swirling shadows of wildlace embellished with prancing unicorns
Clever stitching creates the appearance of prancing wildlace unicorns slipping into the shadows cast by a moonlit forest thicket. Strewn among the crystalline drops that mark the wildlace are the bits of mineral that lend their hues to the fabric.