Name: Xantal Sereer<br/>Age: 28<br/>Hieght: 5'8"<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Sexual Orientation: Straight<br/>Class: Mage<br/><br/>The night was cool and the air was calm in Wetlands as a lone man made his was through the paths leading through the marsh. His bead was bald save for a thick martial braid that lead down his upper back, made up of coarse dark-black hair. His face which was long and rounded came to an end at a well defined chin. His body which was thin and toned was hidden behind a red robe which had a pair of dark black dragons running up and down either side. His eyes were a dark green, set under a thin pair of eyebrows. The air was filled with the light hum and buzz of various insects as well as the ribbits of frogs all about, these creatures has seemed to appeared in mass numbers over night since the recent dam collapse in Loch Modan. turning his head up the man saw a light in the distance and smiled "Well now, that's just what I've been waiting for." he said happily as he approached the remains of menethil harbor, trudging through the flood waters making his way to the Inn.<br/><br/>(( If you're interested in this post and the concept of an ERP scene that will flow and more from one play to another gradually through azeroth please don't be afraid to jump on in and join, I don't bite... You know, unless you ask me to. ))<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>