Luscious tendrils of lucid infernos that radiates like fire partially carpets the hellion's spine up to his nape and ears. Otherwise enveloped in an envious cimmerian cloak; he is a descent of the night, the shadow and silhouette of an unearthly beast; an ominous, beautiful monstrosity. The lord's legs are long and solid pillars, adequately trained and disciplined to uphold his gargantuan weight while dutifully equipped and powered by muscular hindquarters and broaened shoulders. From behind the thick sinew of his forelegs are two black stakes that point inward; uncannily similar to that of immovable bone-material. Most common in males of his species and heritage, Morikiah's chest is deep and wide, compact. He holds high a broad and massive crainia, baring an inevitable black mask around both scorching eyes. A noticeable tear distorts his left ear, as well as a menacing scar that suspends candidly over his left eye. Brilliant, and ravenously possessive of all it touches, the Lord's fervid gaze hold no pupils. Eyes to set the world on fire. Morikiah is taller, and therefor, longer than average males, ending in an irascible, heavy and luxurious tail that comes down about midway past his hips. Bone-decimating, merciless jaws conseal an inevitable set of long and deadly dentistry beneath wicked, blackened lips.

Morikiah is a man of duel nature, a shape-less figure in an extense of two, to three various personalities. True to his actual nature, Morikiah has never unwillingly resign to the dictation of other's mindless drone. Oftentimes he is instead, unhesitant to demonstrate his combative side when provoked, in order to defend a sense of self-governing. Independence, if you will. Relative to his unmasked aggression, an infamously profound flaw of greed has reared it's ugly head enough to have earned Morikiah a most notorious title; "The Lord of Thieves". One of which appeals one's most revolting urges, and calls to an inner-posession's most frieghtening fantasies..