User:Walcar

You are Palamancer Walcar Walcars, General of The Locksmith Union, a Human.
You have deep-set clear colored eyes. Your red-streaked grey hair is long and thick, and is worn loose.
You have pale skin and an emaciated build.
You are tall for a Human.
A circle of obsidian is positioned between your eyes, surrounded by an aura of shadow rippling against your skin.
You are elderly.

You are wearing a length of pitch-black nightsilk beaded with lustrous idopun pearls that is loosely wound around the head and neck, a blackened helm crafted in the shape of a fleshless lion skull, a rotted strip of sinew with shrunken gnome skulls attached by strings of bone beads, a purple-grey gloamstone Huldah emblem hung from knotted faenrae hair, a ghastly chain of blackened bone entrapping a soulstone, a short inky nightsilk cape fluttering from the shoulders, an oak-hafted khuj with a purple blade, a folded weapons pack, a black tunic painted with a maggot-covered skull, a giant black scarab carapace streaked with fading bands of emerald green, a corroded set of black plate armor reinforced at the joints with cracked skulls, a darkened iron ailette cast with a howling visage, some dark steel gauntlets hideously designed like fleshless hands, an onyx ring, a dark platinum ring with a tempest sapphire embraced by skeletal hands, a nightsilk gem pouch, a sun-bleached rabbit skull incised with complex symbols, a mottled reaver-hide sack with bone-tipped strings, a calf-length inky nightsilk sarong tied at the side, a ghoul-skin thigh pouch affixed with a small skeletal hand, some bleached bone footwraps and a petrified Adan'f femur.