Weeks
| Weeks | |
|---|---|
| Status | Active |
| Race | Human |
| Gender | Male |
| Guild | Cleric |
| Instance | Prime |
Not much is known of Weeks, the Hand of Idon.
Assassin for the god; it has been rumored that even Damaris himself has tried to lure him away.
Shadow Priest Weeks, Sacred Hand of Idon
Weeks is totally enveloped in a dark cloak, concealing all but his empty hands.
Alternate LOOK
You see Shadow Priest Weeks, Sacred Hand of Idon, a Human.
A holy aura of malevolence emanates from Weeks, the darkness exuding a disturbing black radiance.
Weeks has an oval face, crystal green eyes and a classical nose. His golden brown hair is short and curly, and is worn tousled. He has weathered skin and a slender build.
He is average height for a Human.
Some audrualm dagger charms float lazily around his head, glowing with a lustrous sheen against his skin.
He appears to be an adult.
He has a polished horn nose ring banded in gold piercing his septum. Thin flame-marked bands decorate the cinereous horn, adding a fancy flourish to the simple hoop.
He has a tattoo of a gleaming dagger thrust through a bleached skull on his back.
A shadowy orb rippling with silver arcs of light hovers like a will-o-wisp, following him diligently.
He is wearing a black leather greatcoat embellished with bleached skulls upon each shoulder, a dark steel belt knife, a sturdy leather war belt studded with dark faceted garnets, a matte black dragonwood parry stick engraved with interlocking symbols, a worn and supple leather sidebag with dark stains, a black shadowsilk cloak, a darkened steel scythe affixed to a twisted cambrinth haft, some supple wyvern hide thigh boots side-laced through burnished palladium eyelets, a burlap sack for gathered souls and a war shield of shadowy black diamond-hide.
Alterations
Parry Stick
TAP: a matte black dragonwood parry stick engraved with interlocking symbols
LOOK: Scale-patterned wood underlays an intricate triple-helix of curving symbols intersected with narrow lines. The patterns repeat like a visual chorus as they chase around the stick. Inlaid deep within each line, aeschelich in a riot of blues, greens, and purples webbed with gold flickers like iridescent fire with every touch of light.
Diamond-hide Shield
TAP: a war shield of shadowy black diamond-hide
LOOK: Once a solid deep grey, the rough surface is marred by scorch marks and deep gouges. Within the uneven patterns an embroidered heron is nearly hidden, soaring as if through a stormy sky.