Naaman

Naaman, another of the unusual beings who use the grove's sanctuary from time to time as a place where they can feel free of the need to hide, a place - hopefully - where they can enjoy a moment's peace.  Be careful with this one, tho... he might try to charm you.

A man, which for now is the easiest way to describe him, is about 6 feet tall and has rather broad shoulders. His hair is snow white and closely cropped about his head, at times showing off two slight lumps of horns. His eyes are soft brown and have an almost empty look to them. he wears simple clothing, a brown cloak, black pants, soft boots, gray shirt, and a pair of fingerless gloves. When not hidden by the hood of the cloak his face is of about a twenty year old and is rather handsome. Under his shirt is a slight shifting from time to time, which if seen with out his shirt are two bat like wings would be seen. Even though his eyes are brown they have a reddish tint from time to time. He is a Taran'ri, a incubus to be exact. He hides this because of the reaction people give, but if you gain his trust he may openly tell you.