Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150828011841/@comment-25038310-20150922200902

Archo slowly removed his suit of trusty plate armor, leaving his strangely 'feathered' helmet on. He carefully placed the suit of armor and the plate legs on the ground.

His clothing was tattered and ragged, and his skin was a sickly white, nearly resembling that of a vampire's - probably due to a lack of sunlight and exposure. He was muscled and solid nonetheless and for the most part, healthy. Various battle-scars ran across his back and chest, as well as what used to be a gaping wound in his throat all healed up.

The sick smell of blood however, didn't leave. Something the others had to cope with in his presence.