N'hax
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Description
Tall and trim, N'hax has grown further into broad shoulders and muscled torso, filling out long limbs with a build both defined and solid. His hair, a sunscorched chestnut, is copiously thick and often a bit grown-out from his short-shorn styling, errant locks sticking out spiky. Scruff often shows about jaw and mouth is a shade or two bolder and redder than the hair on the top of his head, only serving to pronounce the supple line of lips and strength of jawline. His features are strong and bold, clean lines of visage and tall forehead countering a mouth that tends to sensuous and the clean winging of eyebrows balanced over deep-set grey eyes. A strong nose is perhaps a tad shorter and stubbier than may otherwise be expected, lending his face a naturally boyish charm.
Things seem to be looking up, at least in fashion: N'hax wears black leathers trimmed neatly in cobalt blue, fit nicely to his figure and certainly of excess quality than a new rider would expect to afford: soft and supple and gleaming, black jackets over blue fine-linen shirts. His boots are shined explicit, silver trim glinting at collar and cuffs and belt.
Twined neatly about his shoulders are cordings of blue and black, matching impeccable his leathers; his knot announces him a rider of High Reaches Weyr, with a forge-beaten strand of bronze indicating the flavor of his lifemate.
N'hax appears to be in his mid-twenties.
WYSK
Bronzerider he is of Jhorinth's unique thunder nothing special here.
Starsmith Master dad gramps a spook for the Harpers Telgar-born he is.
Architect ex-Smith consequence of raided Hold engineered own fate.
Relationships
Jhorinth: The rocky shore of my soul.
C'wlin: Brotherhood isn't always blood.
Devaki: Ocean eyes can't hide secrets the size of the sea.
Z'ian: A man with rare common sense.
Theme Song
Send away for a priceless gift
One not subtle, one not on the list
Send away for a perfect world
One not simply, so absurd
In these times of doing what you're told
Keep these feelings, no one knows
What ever happened to the young man's heart
Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart
And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45,
I'm swimming through the ashes of another life
There's no real reason to accept the way things have changed
Staring down the barrel of a 45
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