A charismatic dark-haired desert duelist with amber eyes, wearing burgundy and blue, holds a rapier in a bustling marketplace at sunset.

Mid-body portrait of a charismatic desert duelist standing center-stage at twilight, framed from the waist up. His expression is confident yet enigmatic—a subtle smirk tugging at his lips, amber eyes catching the last warm light of day. His olive skin glows under the soft hues of sunset. Tousled black curls fall over his brow, wind-kissed and unkempt with a roguish charm. A faint scar arcs along his left cheek, barely visible beneath the fading glow. He wears a deep burgundy duelist’s jacket, tailored and sleeveless, with intricate golden embroidery tracing the collar and shoulders like curling vines or calligraphy. Beneath it, a sand-toned linen shirt with laced neckline opens at the chest, hinting at a lean, agile frame. Draped over one shoulder is a weatherworn half-cloak in desert blues and ochres, caught mid-sway by the breeze. In his gloved right hand, he rests an elegant rapier, its silver crossguard flaring in an intricate pattern—both functional and ornamental. On his left forearm, strapped snugly, is a polished buckler-style shield, round and slightly domed, engraved with subtle crescent motifs and chipped at the edge, hinting at use. Faint trails of sand cling to the lower fabric of his cloak, suggesting recent travel or conflict. Behind him, a blurred, cheering crowd throws flower petals skyward—crimson, ivory, and saffron blossoms caught in slow-motion mid-flight. The light of dusk filters through banners and lanterns, casting dappled patterns across his face. See more