The girl is short, maybe 5 feet tall with deep grey eyes against pale skin with a bit of a tan and a few freckles. Dark hair waves down her back to her hips. Her build is solid, no one would probably think of slender as the first word to describe her. She's one that has curves that hide definite strength, soft looks that hide the hardness in her. Despite her coloring, her ancestors' glory is easy to see in her features, easy to pick out. She usually wears boots and straightforward, tough clothing.
Dorian has a youthful face; having spent half his life as a Garou now, his regeneration has kept him looking healthier and thus younger than his thirty plus years would indicate. His hair is generally dark and kept short in a loose spiked look while he eschews facial hair. His eyes are a different matter in that a person meeting them can see the weight of experiences he's had between Chicago, the Amazon, and his subsequent flight to Seattle.
Dorian is trim like most werewolves and powerfully built. He doesn't bulge with strength; he's Bruce Lee versus Arnold Schwarzenegger. His body is hardened with tight cords of muscle and tendon, the relative lack of body fat giving him a lean, predatory look rather than being scrawny.
Dorian favors simple, practical attire. He normally sports hiking boots with metal welded onto the heels and tops, jeans or BDU's, and simple tee shirts or hooded sweatshirts. He doesn't wear body armor, disliking how it reduces his mobility, relying on his Garou toughness to see him through battles. He usually has a knife or three on him, usually concealed. Dorian knows how to use firearms and is proficient with them but favors hand to hand combat.
He's polite but reserved, his introverted personality making him slow to open up to others. Dorian is not shy, however, and is perfectly capable of being assertive when an issue he cares about is called up. His Rage boils close to the surface despite his efforts to spiritually balance it and the Curse renders him incapable of normal interactions with most humans. His animal magnetism and good breeding ease his social interactions but they can still be a challenge.
In Crinos, Hispo, and Lupus forms, Dorian possesses black fur and is extremely fast due to his Long-Runner Merit.
-Homid: The man is athletic he works out and it shows. He has dark hair usually has a small well cut beard on him and he has a dark confident glint in his eyes. The man knows what he's doing and he has direction. Usually he wears a business suit with a vest tie tucked in the vest. (Dedicated)
-Crinos: The Crinos looks like it's seen better days. Black fur that was once smooth now has scarring along the chest and arm. Patches of it where it looks like something was implanted. Along the left arm it looks like a nasty long line scar that looks like his arm was torn to shreds once. Sometimes he favors that arm. His back has small circular markings as if something was there too but removed. Maybe he was an eerie glasswalker
-Lupus: The black wolf has small markings along it's back and it's front legs looks like they have seen better days. A grey skin scar along the left arm but smaller looks like some psychopath cut down along it's left leg at the front. Maybe shot the other side too. But miraculously left the face in tact.
This six foot scruffy man has a quick wit about him and a quicker tongue that gets him into trouble as often as it makes him a good deal. Able to roll with the punches, quite literally in some cases, he can charm his way out of most altercations with a colloquial quip and a bloody smile.
That charm, however, is more powerful than even he knows. It draws the denizens of the shadows to him, and with them, strange occurrences he can't comprehend. Often bringing him to run from the darkness to the light of bliss all ignorant mortals know.
Prince Nikolai Petrinko, known to the Nation as Howl~of~Battle, once known as Hope~in~Darkness, once known as Keeper~of~Truths, Second Son of Fist of falcon, Son of Fist of Falcon, Athro Queen of the silver mound of the silver fangs, Daughter of Runs with Wolves, Ragabash Adren of the silver fangs, son of Walks with Falcons Grace, Fostern Theurge of the silver fangs, son of Clashes with Titans Ahroun Cliath of the silver fangs, Daughter of Peace of winter, Theurge Adren of the noble silver fangs. Born of Man, Athro Galliard of the Silver Fangs and Disciple of the Lodge of the Moon, Beta of the Wyvern's Talons, Beta of the Sept of the Emerald Heart."