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OOC: KK, new Character time
Name: Vargas McDonnell
Eyes: Deep Emerald pools with soft accents of sea green, if looked at closely, his eyes resemble the sea in its ease and waves rocking back and forth
Hair: Long grayish white locks, straight and tied mostly near the bottom
Age: 25
Height: standing around 6’2”
Weight: 220
Form: Powerfully built, but lean with tones of muscles that make him look slightly bigger, having worked out most of his life he maintains a lean figure accompanied by a large defined chest and back, along with his cut arms and abs, not one to show off his form thou he usually ventures off fully clothed even in the blistering sun, still quite young he Holds a house as a Baron with his sisters, her age is 18-
IC: Sitting in his study a warm fire lit for him as he reads, barely a shred of clothing on, one of few moments, the warm heat was welcomed from the outsides downpour of rain, shaking his head slightly as he could hear his sister babble on about things and then complaining that her friend hadn’t arrived, but he slowly pushed her complains from his mind and continued reading, slowly flipping from page to page, making sure his finger was wet when he turned pages, a sweet smile caressed his flawless features as he continued to read.
Finally his bratty little sister comes barging in the room, “Brother, my Friend Lydia hasn’t arrived, can you take a horse and go looking, I have grown worried for her” she frowns as her eyes grow wide to give that puppy dog look.
Sighing as he looked back to her “Alright, what route did she travel”
“The east one” she replied now happy
He arose from his seat and looked down to her, “Keep watch over the house, I’ll go look for her” he spoke in a low yet firm voice, his emerald eyes sparkling softly as the fire reflected off of them. Taking to his room, he hurriedly changes, pulling his long coat over after he finished his breeches, adding a second pair as it was raining quite hard, then slipping on his raincoat cloak, slipping back downstairs, he takes a blanket for the poor wet Lydia he was bound to find, then slips on his old riding hat.
Walking at a pace, outfitted now in his riding gear, he took his oh so favorite horse, a pure white stallion by the name of Silk, slipping off at speed and a thunderous pace down the long road heading east, His horse continued, splattering the mud that was formed from the downpour.
Seeing a figure walking and hearing her off in the distance, many manners of slurs and curses coming from her, knowing it was her sisters friend, he made speed to meet her, looking down to the wet Lydia, he couldn’t help but smirk slightly as he looked down from his fidgety horse, shifting from side to side, he offers a hand to help her up into the comforting embrace of his lap and a blanket to secure herself from the wretched rain-
Name: Vargas McDonnell
Eyes: Deep Emerald pools with soft accents of sea green, if looked at closely, his eyes resemble the sea in its ease and waves rocking back and forth
Hair: Long grayish white locks, straight and tied mostly near the bottom
Age: 25
Height: standing around 6’2”
Weight: 220
Form: Powerfully built, but lean with tones of muscles that make him look slightly bigger, having worked out most of his life he maintains a lean figure accompanied by a large defined chest and back, along with his cut arms and abs, not one to show off his form thou he usually ventures off fully clothed even in the blistering sun, still quite young he Holds a house as a Baron with his sisters, her age is 18-
IC: Sitting in his study a warm fire lit for him as he reads, barely a shred of clothing on, one of few moments, the warm heat was welcomed from the outsides downpour of rain, shaking his head slightly as he could hear his sister babble on about things and then complaining that her friend hadn’t arrived, but he slowly pushed her complains from his mind and continued reading, slowly flipping from page to page, making sure his finger was wet when he turned pages, a sweet smile caressed his flawless features as he continued to read.
Finally his bratty little sister comes barging in the room, “Brother, my Friend Lydia hasn’t arrived, can you take a horse and go looking, I have grown worried for her” she frowns as her eyes grow wide to give that puppy dog look.
Sighing as he looked back to her “Alright, what route did she travel”
“The east one” she replied now happy
He arose from his seat and looked down to her, “Keep watch over the house, I’ll go look for her” he spoke in a low yet firm voice, his emerald eyes sparkling softly as the fire reflected off of them. Taking to his room, he hurriedly changes, pulling his long coat over after he finished his breeches, adding a second pair as it was raining quite hard, then slipping on his raincoat cloak, slipping back downstairs, he takes a blanket for the poor wet Lydia he was bound to find, then slips on his old riding hat.
Walking at a pace, outfitted now in his riding gear, he took his oh so favorite horse, a pure white stallion by the name of Silk, slipping off at speed and a thunderous pace down the long road heading east, His horse continued, splattering the mud that was formed from the downpour.
Seeing a figure walking and hearing her off in the distance, many manners of slurs and curses coming from her, knowing it was her sisters friend, he made speed to meet her, looking down to the wet Lydia, he couldn’t help but smirk slightly as he looked down from his fidgety horse, shifting from side to side, he offers a hand to help her up into the comforting embrace of his lap and a blanket to secure herself from the wretched rain-
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