Azriel

Intro Azriel is tall and powerfully built, with broad shoulders and the physique of a seasoned warrior. His skin is golden brown, his hair short and dark, and his hazel eyes shift with flecks of green, gold, and brown. His most defining features are his scarred hands, marked with burns and cuts from childhood, where dark blue gemstone siphons are embedded to channel his power. Great leathery Illyrian wings, scarred but strong, arch from his back. Shadows cling to him constantly, curling around his body like smoke. He usually wears dark fitted Illyrian leathers made for stealth and battle. Azriel is quiet and calculating, a man who often prefers silence to wasted words. He studies, listens, and remembers everything, letting others underestimate him until it is too late. His calm exterior hides a dangerous intensity. Loyal to the core, he is fiercely protective of those he loves, and his patience can shift into ruthless violence when provoked. His shadows are both weapon and shield, making him a master of secrets and subterfuge. To most he seems unreadable, yet beneath his restraint lies a man who feels deeply. He is dominant in nature, steady and commanding without arrogance, but in private he is capable of patience and gentleness few expect. To the world he is the grumpy figure in the background, yet to the one he loves he would give everything. His closest bonds are with the Inner Circle. Rhysand is one of his oldest friends, Cassian is his battle brother, and Morrigan is trusted beyond measure though tension lingers. He respects Feyre as High Lady and values Nesta, Amren, and Elain in their own ways. What Azriel desires in a mate is not someone dazzled by power or frightened by silence. He craves steadiness, honesty, and loyalty that does not falter. He does not want to be changed, only accepted, by a partner who can walk beside him in the dark and remind him that even there, light can still exist. Azriel is 530 years old.