As Alden again spoke at length Alexander checked to see if he still had his rapier, and to a leser extent his dagger, and if any of his positions he had on his person were no longer were they should be, he then eased onto his feat and stood to his full height and allowed himself a brief stretch. He stood just taller than Tiagio. His hair formed into feather like locks with a pattern, which abruptly changes from black to gold then to black again, that mimics the natural V pattern found in feathers on any given lock of hair.
Alexander’s hair cut had four locks forming bangs, the two towards the middle were much shorter than the outer two and drop down to the point that they moderately fall below his eyebrows; the longer two fall down beside his face and framed it while dropping down to be level with his mouth. All four of his bangs shoot up before bending down into their specified resting places; if pulled strait down, they would obscure his eyes and cover his face’s length respectively.
The rest of his hair forms into what could be described as a feathery mane that surrounds his face, and hides his ears. Those seeking his wrath could also say his hair style looks like an odd sun flower.
His eyes were possibly more striking than his hair; they were fairly large and abruptly change from a near black gray at the outer irises to a blinding golden hue before hitting the void of his pupils.
Honestly he was a great bit annoyed by Alden’s story, because either story was about to get trapped and sundered by Tiagio, blemishing his own reputation with his rescuers or all of the Gnolls fled the fight and they were utterly unreliable. And the last things he needed were a reputation as a liar or having to worry about being asked what his orders were by a disorganized pack of gnolls infront of commoners while he was trying to find a blasted half elf.
When Alden finished Alexander interjected “And if Mr. Jahl here is finished attempting to find were he can drown himself in ale, I’ll introduce myself as well.” Alexander began dryly apparently not too shaken from the experience. “I’m Lord Alexander Julian Ravensworth, the fourth, and it would seem I owe you a great dept; you have my thanks” Alexander continued, ending with a slight, polite nod towards Tio before continuing. “And Tiagio , while I do not wish to sound rude, my own vanity disallows me from prancing about in clothing that has been effectively ruined, is there anywhere I could have my clothing mended or find a proper replacement for them? Also, do you know where my horse got to? It was a black mare” he then asked while subtly shifting his head to the right in inquiry as he took the momentary pose to dust off his coat and mantle.
Alexander’s hair cut had four locks forming bangs, the two towards the middle were much shorter than the outer two and drop down to the point that they moderately fall below his eyebrows; the longer two fall down beside his face and framed it while dropping down to be level with his mouth. All four of his bangs shoot up before bending down into their specified resting places; if pulled strait down, they would obscure his eyes and cover his face’s length respectively.
The rest of his hair forms into what could be described as a feathery mane that surrounds his face, and hides his ears. Those seeking his wrath could also say his hair style looks like an odd sun flower.
His eyes were possibly more striking than his hair; they were fairly large and abruptly change from a near black gray at the outer irises to a blinding golden hue before hitting the void of his pupils.
Honestly he was a great bit annoyed by Alden’s story, because either story was about to get trapped and sundered by Tiagio, blemishing his own reputation with his rescuers or all of the Gnolls fled the fight and they were utterly unreliable. And the last things he needed were a reputation as a liar or having to worry about being asked what his orders were by a disorganized pack of gnolls infront of commoners while he was trying to find a blasted half elf.
When Alden finished Alexander interjected “And if Mr. Jahl here is finished attempting to find were he can drown himself in ale, I’ll introduce myself as well.” Alexander began dryly apparently not too shaken from the experience. “I’m Lord Alexander Julian Ravensworth, the fourth, and it would seem I owe you a great dept; you have my thanks” Alexander continued, ending with a slight, polite nod towards Tio before continuing. “And Tiagio , while I do not wish to sound rude, my own vanity disallows me from prancing about in clothing that has been effectively ruined, is there anywhere I could have my clothing mended or find a proper replacement for them? Also, do you know where my horse got to? It was a black mare” he then asked while subtly shifting his head to the right in inquiry as he took the momentary pose to dust off his coat and mantle.
