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An echo of a class long past, the title of Spellbreaker is written in the Truefeather Heir's very being. With the top of his frame cresting six feet and six inches, he cuts a rather imposing figure on height alone. Broad shoulders bear the weight of heavy plate armor with the ease that comes from several years of practice, and his calloused hands hold both sword and shield as naturally as they would a woman or wine glass. Battle has its way of etching itself on him with scars, but it is the runic tattoos beneath his armor that speak of an ardorous past. Stubble is generally found along the hard line of his jaw, and his burnished blonde hair is tied haphazardly out of his field of vision. Nevertheless, he is not quite the image of the unfeeling, stoic Spellbreaker. One glance at his features suggests otherwise, with the glint of humor in his tainted fel-fire eyes, and an easy smile never far from his mouth.
Two stone pillars of legs support a heavy masted body of this Sin'dorei Spellbreaker. Massive hands and powerful digits hold on to weapons effortlessly. It was quite easy to see at first glance that this was a warrior crafted by battle. Small nicks and marks litter his arms and face. Hair is tied back to keep out of the eyes. His skin, a soothing shade of olive cast an easy tenderness to him.
Crafted out of whipcord like muscle, Telchis is a masterful warrior build for speed and accuracy. He is an emobdiment of Sin'dorei military prowess unique to his people. Careful and exact, his fighting stance is well suited for quick and powerful blows combined with parries and thrusts.
Like all Spellbreakers he is trained to fight and kill casters. Often enough a shield will be slung on his back for this very reason. While Telchis does not flaunt and ask for vilolence, he is no stranger to it. Thus, he is quick to react when threatened and unwilling to be intimidated.
((Walk ups very welcome!))