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Looks to be Age wise: 30

Facial features: small five o clock shadow along his jaw with one scar across the brow and another across the cheek.

Eyes: Calm looking with strength behind them.

Teeth: Long, bold, cannot be hidden whenever he speaks.

Body build: Broad chested and broad shouldered. Matching that of a man who works in the fields or training for warfare.

Middle name: Mercurius: Meaning: Messenger of god, associated with Hermes, god of tradesmen, profit, commerce and thieves.

His scent seemed to have changed slightly. Intoxicating to those with heighten senses. He'd smell like the one thing they loved the most. Strong firm shouldered, wide chest with a broad muscular stomach. His arms looked firm, not to muscular, but not small either. A full height at six four with eyes that looked wise with a bit of wildness behind them. Ruby colored, they were. Two scars on his face, one across the brow the other his cheek. There would be a third but that would be across his chest. On the upper left side of his chest lay a black dragon tattoo. A five o clock shadow like stubble lay across his jaw. Giving him that sexy dream man that you'd find laying in your bed with a mischievous smile on his face and those fingers running through your hair. Not in a creepy sense, but the kind that usually showed in some form of an exotic fantasy.

Long silken black locks still hanging loose. His clothing however, would be covered with a robe and a hood with the colors consisting of red and black. Being one of the robes of the new cult that had started. Something to do with a war between demi gods..it didn't matter to Angel, he just wanted to get into a good fight like every year or so. And this was by far one of the biggest ones. He didn't fallow the light, but he didn't fallow the new riser of darkness either. The usual two necklaces tucked away under the robe for the time being. His senses were heighten and now under his control. The things Angel couldn't do before could now be under his command. The change was complete, this was the new and improved Angel. As he spoke his fangs showed. Now large and no longer able to be hidden. His voice came out smooth, silken soft with a faint hint of an accent from his Galician ancestors.