Sir Vincent Demha is not the man you ever want to see upon official business. If he is called, there's a good chance something is dreadfully wrong and in dire need of mending. The man is tall, standing six feet and three inches, broad shoulders, slightly pointed ears though there has always been claim of being purely human, and simple magical experiments gone awry. His eyes in the same retrospect are dark, black where the whites should be, and his iris are of pure crimson. Vincent wears his hair long, straight, a very pronounced widows peak, as well as some streaks of silver here and there. his face is smooth, clean shaven aside from slightly elongated sideburns that meet the bottom of his earlobes. A set of perfect lips grace his features, and his thin eyebrows that slightly arch naturally always make him look stern and cross. Vincent is not happy to be in Duirt, his brother, Reginald had called him home for family purpose. Known among the Demha as the Inquisitor of the house, most of the family have been on high alert since the word of his arrival in Duirt has touched the streets - All hoping that he is here purely for the war efforts. ==== Public Records and Visuals ==== ^^ Statistic ^^ Record || || Height || 6'3" || || Weight || 235 lbs || || Complexion || Pale-slightly grey || || Hair || Naturally Dark Brown || || Ears || Pointed slightly || || Position || Demha House Inquisitor || || Criminal || No Record || || Age || Unknown Publically, Looks 40ish ||