Sseng

Sseng Blackheart
Status	Active
Race	S'Kra Mur
Gender	Male
Guild	Cleric
Instance	Prime

You see Sseng Blackheart, Malice of Dergati, a S'Kra Mur.
A diffuse, honey-colored light undulates lazily across his scales, swirling and eddying with every movement.
A holy aura of malevolence emanates from him, the darkness exuding a disturbing black radiance.
He has a stern face, cold slitted jade eyes and a straight snout, green-grey scales, a slender tail and a gaunt build.
He is one who towers among others for a S'Kra Mur.
He is in his prime.
He has an elaborate arrangement of several Syrin's heart rings piercing the flesh of his lower lip, that have been attached to each other with thin lengths of diacan chain.
He has a tattoo of an ironclad armadillo on his calf.
A shadowy orb rippling with silver arcs of light hovers like a will-o-wisp, following him diligently.
He is wearing a brushed Musparan silk cloak clasped by a Hav'roth's ambrosia brooch, a brushed gold signet ring cradling an aurora tourmaline, a velvety dergatine cassock draped with a thin silversteel mesh, a Musparan silk belt sash with a long gilt-edged dagger and a silversteel assassin's blade hanging from it, a plush ebon shadow hound spellbook case clasped with two wicked silver fangs and a pair of fine leather sandals with crisscrossing straps.

Alterations

a heavily-girdled warrior's loincloth intricately tooled with scorpions
Glossy shards of chitinous carapace reinforce the high-waisted belt and interlock to form a secure clasp. Tooled into the leather, scorpions face off against each other in a menacing display of arachnoid grace.

a scorched haralun cutlass with an intricately etched blade
Along the expanse of darkened metal, a battle scene plays out. A lone Elothean Warrior Mage stands before a vast army, shielded by a ring of stones and picking them off with flames that rain down from a cloud that swirls above his head. Just behind the mage, a wolf stands, gazing at the piles of enemy corpses with an almost amused expression.

a haralun sterak axe with an elegantly curved blade and a wyvern-skin grip
Razor sharp, the blade of this weapon is etched with an image of the city of Shard that reveals intricate detailing as light plays across it. Despite the brutal nature of the weapon, there is a grace to the curve of metal that lends it elegance. Fine wyvern leather along the handle assures a proper grip. Burned into the wood below the blade is the phrase "Skoch Grimis!"

Rare or One of a Kind

a close-wrapped fighting shirt fastened with maggot white punka straps
A grinning skull is embroidered on each elbow.