Name: Zakarius	 
Age: 204
Height: 6'1”
Weight: 275lbs
Build: Built more like a large Ork other than an Elf
Race: Drow
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Clothing-

Dominating his large form is an even larger cloak, its exterior a dark forest green, the alternate being the most lush of purple, the simple silks glittering with strange energies, seemingly always to shift. 
Beneath that, he wore nothing upon his torso, his skin a deep violet, the perfect scape of his honed and chiseled form near perfection save thousands of scars in different sizes. 
From his waist down the softest of black silks wrap around him, with multiple partitions and folds in flowing robe. This was as such for the freedom of movement… and the breeze. 
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Accessories-
He was Spartan of all possessions, traveling with nothing but his clothing, and a small black book. It was wrapped simply in leather, with an ornate keylock upon the strap. This hangs by a leather thong upon his waist, just to the left. 

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Abilities/Skills-

Zakarius is a mage, and that’s all that need be said. His abilities range far and around the scale as has his training in study and war. With the start of earthen lore from long ago realms, the elf swore his allegiance to life and nature, and with approval, he would learn of any and every piece of knowledge he could lay hands on,this naturally leading to many secrets of power.