Race: Half feline, half human

Sex: Male

Age: 27

Height: 6feet 4inches

Weight: 175 pounds

Description:

Standing quite tall, Malak appears thin, yet not overly so. His hair is pale white, gleaming a soft hue of blue or purple when hit with the rays of the sun. His arms are muscular, and his body nicely toned, yet his skin is dark colored. Wide eyes, framed with thick dark lashes, are a bright topaz, which seem to glow within the darkness. In his eyes, are black spindle pupils that dilate frequently with his mood, or the light. Malak’s features are shape, and very pleasant to look upon, with long, black, arching eyebrows.

He usually wears clothing to fit him comfortably, consisting of dark colors trousers which lace up the front and a loose shirt beneath a cloak. On his neck, He wears a black steel color, something he was never able to remove.

Many would think him quite the player, but he tends to be very loveable. He tries not to hurt anyone, it is simply in his own nature. Though when the feline part of his kicks in, he is just that. A loveable kitten who demands attention of all sort.

History:

Like many of Malak’s race, he was born into a loving family. But that was short lived when he had turned fourteen. While his parents and himself ventured outside the village, they were caught by hunters and a collar was placed upon his neck so he would not escape. The same would have been done to his parents, but they were too wild to be taught to work while Malak was young enough to train. But that was not to be. After his parents were killed, Malak had gone into an angry frenzy and broke free from the chains and escaped. Upon returning to the village, he was placed in the care of his fathers brother, where he lived with his cousin Cordelia.

Cordelia and himself grew close together, being more like brother and sister rather than cousins. Malak was very protective of her, not allowing her to run off on her own, and even if she tried to sneak, which wasn’t often, he would soon find out and follow her.

When he became of the age of twenty-three, and Cordelia twenty, they had decided to leave the village, both having the heart to travel rather than stay in one place. So Malak and his cousin wandered off, her performing as a bard, while he held accompany her when she sang.