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<< Back | By Night Skies |
The lean man Night Skies exudes carelessness. With slow, long steps, and his left hand resting on his hip-pocket, he casually announces his attacks to individuals as he points to them. Though observing from a distance, your attention catches his deep green eyes, and he weighs your powers. For a moment, a blue haze emanates from his brow as he gazes upon you. Running one hand through his wild, black hair, Night Skies draws a slow breath and turns back. Minor scars mark his body, his equipment in tatters. You notice the only clean and tidy part of him are thick, tightly tied black cloth armbands- yet they don't seem to be hiding anything within them nor serve any apparent purpose. |