An almost complete opposite of the dour, mountain-hewn duergar came to the table. Where the dwarf was a study in monochromatic iron and dense muscle, the man who took the opposite seat was a fluid, shifting spectrum of color. Pale hair, shoulder lenght framed triangular face with a sharp nose. The eyes were vibrant green, but they seemed to change colors between almost gray-green subdued and deep green of the old forests.
Tavik nodded to himself. His features were not hidden, but obscured - a sheer veil of gossamer silk draped across the lower half of his face, thin enough to see through, barely obscuring the expression beneath. It did not conceal; it distanced. What remained visible - sharp cheekbones, pale skin, and eyes too focused to belong to a mere dabbler - only deepened the effect.
He wore no armor. Instead, layers of silks and brocades flowed around him, precise in their chaos - deep cobalt, muted violet, threads of gold and dusk-orange - each fold and wrap less decoration than structure, a lattice for contained chaos. His presence was controlled, not flamboyant.
Polished leather boots, practical and grounded were visible under the layers. Etched metal bracers over silk-wrapped wrists. And a single gold ring - plain, simply adorned rested on his left hand like a quiet constant.
Tavik nodded to himself. His features were not hidden, but obscured - a sheer veil of gossamer silk draped across the lower half of his face, thin enough to see through, barely obscuring the expression beneath. It did not conceal; it distanced. What remained visible - sharp cheekbones, pale skin, and eyes too focused to belong to a mere dabbler - only deepened the effect.
He wore no armor. Instead, layers of silks and brocades flowed around him, precise in their chaos - deep cobalt, muted violet, threads of gold and dusk-orange - each fold and wrap less decoration than structure, a lattice for contained chaos. His presence was controlled, not flamboyant.
Polished leather boots, practical and grounded were visible under the layers. Etched metal bracers over silk-wrapped wrists. And a single gold ring - plain, simply adorned rested on his left hand like a quiet constant.