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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Umbran" data-source="post: 4993769" data-attributes="member: 177">Dracula's first appearance is described thusly:Within, stood a tall old man, clean shaven save for a long whitemoustache, and clad in black from head to foot, without a single speckof colour about him anywhere.  He held in his hand an antique silverlamp, in which the flame burned without a chimney or globe of anykind, throwing long quivering shadows as it flickered in the draughtof the open door.  The old man motioned me in with his right hand witha courtly gesture, saying in excellent English, but with a strangeintonation.Not a hint of monstrosity.  Just an old man.Shortly thereafter, a closer look at him......I had now an opportunity of observing him, and found him of a verymarked physiognomy.His face was a strong, a very strong, aquiline, with high bridge ofthe thin nose and peculiarly arched nostrils, with lofty domedforehead, and hair growing scantily round the temples but profuselyelsewhere.  His eyebrows were very massive, almost meeting over thenose, and with bushy hair that seemed to curl in its own profusion.The mouth, so far as I could see it under the heavy moustache, wasfixed and rather cruel-looking, with peculiarly sharp white teeth.These protruded over the lips, whose remarkable ruddiness showedastonishing vitality in a man of his years.  For the rest, his earswere pale, and at the tops extremely pointed.  The chin was broad andstrong, and the cheeks firm though thin.  The general effect was oneof extraordinary pallor.Hitherto I had noticed the backs of his hands as they lay on his kneesin the firelight, and they had seemed rather white and fine.  Butseeing them now close to me, I could not but notice that they wererather coarse, broad, with squat fingers.  Strange to say, there werehairs in the centre of the palm.  The nails were long and fine, andcut to a sharp point.  As the Count leaned over me and his handstouched me, I could not repress a shudder.  It may have been that hisbreath was rank, but a horrible feeling of nausea came over me, which,do what I would, I could not conceal.While he's not pretty by any means, he's not Nosferatu-ugly either.  Creepy, yes.  Monstrous?  No.  "Nasty", as you put it?  To look at he's homely, but you don't even get a shudder until you catch his need for a belt of mouthwash.</blockquote>

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