clouser

He is an undead wise Azudim, towering in size, he exudes an air of danger. His icy blue, almost
white, eyes pierce the soul so coldly it actualy sends a shiver throughout your body. These ghostly
eyes are surrounded by a rugged face so hard it can only be described as chiseled from stone. Ash
grey skin stretches across his frame, holding a thin liped mouth that is curved in a perpetual frown.
 His features seem to be carved into his face. His heavy brow breaks only for two onyx black horns
that, at a hands span, start to hook down near his chin then curl upwards past his ears. Snow white
hair flows from the top of his head, and kept short and tidy. Thickly muscled, athletic arms twitch
every so often, causing the muscle to ripple in perfectly toned intervals. The rest of his body
shows the same level of fitness from years of training. His  huge defined body is suprisingly nimble
and he moves with a calculated military precision. White scars cut vibrantly across his ash colored
skin where his armour allows a glimpse. Blackened, burnt wings explode from his back, ripping
through tendon, flesh and muscle of his shoulder blades. The membrane of his wings are torn and
tattered although it doesnt seem to hinder his ability to fly. Each and every movement he makes
causes the skin around the wings to rip, a fresh wash of crimson blood to cover the dried brown
splotches.