"His appearance stunned her momentarily and she took a minute to take him in. He was absolutely enormous, edging close to 7 feet tall and solidly built, each of his biceps easily larger than her head. He was wearing a black shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a rather fetching black velvet vest, a tie, and black pants. His skin was lightly tanned, and his dark hair had been carefully sculpted into a fauxhawk. He had piercings, 4 in each ear, two in his right brow, and a labret that peeked out of the well-groomed hair on his chin. With his neat appearance and angular features he was quite attractive, but what really grabbed her attention were his eyes. They were a rich amber color, radiating warmth and gentleness, equal parts kindly and sad. They conveyed a long history, a sort of agelessness that she had not witnessed before. She felt comforted just by looking into them like she was dipping into a warm bath, a faint tingle began at the base of her spine, and her shoulders began to relax. He gave her a welcoming smile, and in a deep rumbling voice that had the faintest ghost of an accent, he spoke, “Hello, what can I get for you?” "
Leather, cinnamon, dragons blood, saffron, and warm amber. Wine red with a bit of gold mica.