toma

He is a resilient Atavian standing at just under six foot tall. His short,
tousled dark hair is a bright contrast to his lightly tanned skin. You notice
him being slightly muscular in stature, possibly from years training through his
youth. Behind him stand great, blackish-grey wings that give off a slight sheen
of red when looked upon closely. A sly smirk plays across his face as his dark
blue eyes watch you carefully, as if he is examining you before he speaks. He is
wearing:
a suit of ring mail
a necklace of purity
a red and dark gray formal vest
dark gray formal pants
a formal white dress shirt
a formal gray and red pinstripe hat
a pair of bright red cloth shoes