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A sullen, serious man who hides his face behind a wooden mask. He shies away from most contact and interaction, preferring his own company and that of a select few. Old ghosts seem to dog his steps at every turn, and his broad shoulders slump with the weight of unseen burdens. Dali is a world-weary man whose past poisons his present, including his personality and attitude. His time is divided between the Shroud and whatever city his fiance happens to be prowling at the time. Following a near-death experience which put him out of commission for a time, he now struggles to find a new purpose and reason for existing. Though he is trying to live on for himself, he has not yet been able to shed his death wish and streak of recklessness. Even now, it is difficult for him to look beyond his dark past to the future. | A sullen, serious man who hides his face behind a wooden mask. He shies away from most contact and interaction, preferring his own company and that of a select few. Old ghosts seem to dog his steps at every turn, and his broad shoulders slump with the weight of unseen burdens. Dali is a world-weary man whose past poisons his present, including his personality and attitude. His time is divided between the Shroud and whatever city his fiance happens to be prowling at the time. Following a near-death experience which put him out of commission for a time, he now struggles to find a new purpose and reason for existing. Though he is trying to live on for himself, he has not yet been able to shed his death wish and streak of recklessness. Even now, it is difficult for him to look beyond his dark past to the future. | ||
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Revision as of 20:06, 13 January 2019
Khada’li Nhija The Swamp Ascetic About
“My body comes and kneels down to me. I wish it would leave me alone.”
Scars & Markings: He has a large burn scar covering the majority of his back, along with many cuts going up and down the lengths of both arms. There is an old stab wound to the left of his collarbone. Voice: The Driver (NSFW) Clothing: Much of what Li wears has been handcrafted by him, including the wooden masks he is very rarely seen without. They all show signs of wear and frequent mending, with frayed edges and threadbare patches of stitch work. However, he does own nice things as well, though they have all been given to him by others. If he isn't wearing something bloodstained to hell and back and looking like it's been mended many times over, chances are the clothes were picked out by someone else. “Last year I abstained, this year I devour.” A sullen, serious man who hides his face behind a wooden mask. He shies away from most contact and interaction, preferring his own company and that of a select few. Old ghosts seem to dog his steps at every turn, and his broad shoulders slump with the weight of unseen burdens. Dali is a world-weary man whose past poisons his present, including his personality and attitude. His time is divided between the Shroud and whatever city his fiance happens to be prowling at the time. Following a near-death experience which put him out of commission for a time, he now struggles to find a new purpose and reason for existing. Though he is trying to live on for himself, he has not yet been able to shed his death wish and streak of recklessness. Even now, it is difficult for him to look beyond his dark past to the future.
“Then he goes for the soul, rummaging in their flesh for it, despotic with self-pity.”
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