Nevore of Imperian
Information about Nevore from Imperian
Name: Nevore
Full name: Sir Nevore Lokrien, Partisan of the Moons
City: Celidon
Guild: Hunters
Towne: (none)
Level: 86
Bashing level: 89
Questing level: 68
Pk level: 60
Description: He is a fast Ssylsin. He is about six and a half foot tall. His slender, lithe frame is covered in darkly metallic scales. Beneath the natural armour of his race is the well-tempered body of a lifelong smith and Knight. His narrow but powerful shoulders give way to a narrow graceful neck upon which is perched his serpentine head. Lacking the flaring hood common to his race, it still features the elongated features of the snakelike Ssylsin. Between his thin lips several small fangs peak out. Startingly pale blue eyes peer out from this visage replete with slitted pupils. He is wearing Eloweian rosary beads of silver, a vialbelt of rough brown leather, a scuffed toxicologist's kitbag, a pocketbelt, a polished brown leather satchel, a heavy canvas khaki duffle bag, a pocketbelt, a waxed frontiersman's storm cape, a knight's etched silver spurs, a ring etched with lashes of fire, a rugged black traveller's pack, a heavy chain of iron, silver, and brass, a torc of twisted golden ropes, a Prism Pouch, a sturdy quiver of rugged leather, a shimmering suit of full plate armour, Gloves of Harvesting, a lucky clover, a tiny paw-print badge, a necklace of Eloweian prayer beads, a ring etched with snowflakes, a concealable leather dagger sheath, and a pair of soft calfskin moccasins. He wields a truesilver sabre in his left hand and a mechanical hammer in his right.
Full name: Sir Nevore Lokrien, Partisan of the Moons
City: Celidon
Guild: Hunters
Towne: (none)
Level: 86
Bashing level: 89
Questing level: 68
Pk level: 60
Description: He is a fast Ssylsin. He is about six and a half foot tall. His slender, lithe frame is covered in darkly metallic scales. Beneath the natural armour of his race is the well-tempered body of a lifelong smith and Knight. His narrow but powerful shoulders give way to a narrow graceful neck upon which is perched his serpentine head. Lacking the flaring hood common to his race, it still features the elongated features of the snakelike Ssylsin. Between his thin lips several small fangs peak out. Startingly pale blue eyes peer out from this visage replete with slitted pupils. He is wearing Eloweian rosary beads of silver, a vialbelt of rough brown leather, a scuffed toxicologist's kitbag, a pocketbelt, a polished brown leather satchel, a heavy canvas khaki duffle bag, a pocketbelt, a waxed frontiersman's storm cape, a knight's etched silver spurs, a ring etched with lashes of fire, a rugged black traveller's pack, a heavy chain of iron, silver, and brass, a torc of twisted golden ropes, a Prism Pouch, a sturdy quiver of rugged leather, a shimmering suit of full plate armour, Gloves of Harvesting, a lucky clover, a tiny paw-print badge, a necklace of Eloweian prayer beads, a ring etched with snowflakes, a concealable leather dagger sheath, and a pair of soft calfskin moccasins. He wields a truesilver sabre in his left hand and a mechanical hammer in his right.