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| Name: Sholto Age: Somewhere over 200 years Status: King of the Host Race: Unseelie/Night Flyer Abilities: n/a Weapons: The Slaugh Livery: n/a Profile: "The figure was dressed in a gray leather trench coat with his white hair trailing down the back of it. Even from yards away in the electric-kissed darkness I could see that his eyes were three different shades of gold: mettalic gold around the pupil, then amber, and last a circle the color of yellow autumn leaves. He was handsome, not the heartbreaking beauty of some of the sidhe, but striking. Sholto had the hair, the eyes, the skin, the face, the shoulders, everything-except that from just below his nipple to vanish into his pants was a nest of tentacles, things with mouths." |