Imagine this face:
…on this body:
…and you’ve got Kuraké. Atop his lithe, chiseled, athletic body rests a visage that only a mother could love. Or a whore could tolerate for the right price. Enhancing Kuraké’s natural looks are all manner of piercings, tattoos and scarification.
Kuraké wears the traditional attire of a Nubian warrior when he can, although he is pragmatic about his dress, as he is constantly on the move across the continent.