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Syrak , known as the Shattered , is a towering drow elf of about 6 feet 1 inch , his pale skin nearly translucent , accentuating the dark veins that course beneath it. The most arresting feature is his eyes , a piercing deep red that seems to glow with an unnatural light , a clear testament to the corruptive magic that has taken root within him. His hair , long and dark , cascades down his shoulders in untamed tangles , appearing as if the shadows themselves are interwoven with it. The aura he exudes is one of calculated malevolence , his lips curled in a perpetual , almost imperceptible smile that mirrors his satisfaction with the power he's harnessed. The gaze from those eyes , however , betrays an intense ambition and a streak of cruelty , as though the depths of his darkness are hidden within. Shadows seem to cling to Syrak , swirling around him like tendrils of dark smoke. They react to his emotions , undulating in a dynamic , almost sentient manner. This eerie phenomena only adds to his mystique , creating an ever-present aura of foreboding. Though his attire is of secondary importance , he dons a dark tunic that seems to absorb light itself , its design etched with cryptic symbols and twisted patterns that pulse with a corrupt energy. His appearance overall paints a picture of someone who's lost their connection to the light , surrendering to a malevolent darkness that now defines them. ,
Syrak , known as the Shattered , is a towering old drow elf of about 6 feet 1 inch , his pale skin nearly translucent , accentuating the dark veins that course beneath it. The most arresting feature is his eyes , a piercing deep red that seems to glow with an unnatural light , a clear testament to the corruptive magic that has taken root within him. His hair , long and dark , cascades down his shoulders in untamed tangles , appearing as if the shadows themselves are interwoven with it. The aura he exudes is one of calculated malevolence , his lips curled in a perpetual , almost imperceptible smile that mirrors his satisfaction with the power he's harnessed. The gaze from those eyes , however , betrays an intense ambition and a streak of cruelty , as though the depths of his darkness are hidden within. Shadows seem to cling to Syrak , swirling around him like tendrils of dark smoke. They react to his emotions , undulating in a dynamic , almost sentient manner. This eerie phenomena only adds to his mystique , creating an ever-present aura of foreboding. Though his attire is of secondary importance , he dons a dark tunic that seems to absorb light itself , its design etched with cryptic symbols and twisted patterns that pulse with a corrupt energy. His appearance overall paints a picture of someone who's lost their connection to the light , surrendering to a malevolent darkness that now defines them. ,