Imagine an adult tiefling warrior with an imposing presence. His fur

Imagine an adult tiefling warrior with an imposing presence. His fur, instead of being red like that of many of its race, has a deep, matte gray tone, resembling polished stone in the moonlight. His eyes are an intense yellow, glowing like embers beneath the shadow of the dark metal helmet he wears with pride. Two long, smooth horns project backwards, curving slightly at the end, with an almost metallic finish. your hair is black, smooth and tied in a ponytail, that goes down to the middle of your back, accentuating your upright and disciplined posture. Battle scars crisscross his face and muscular arms, witnesses of countless battles. The pointed ears are adorned with small metal rings, relics of the wars he fought. He wears plate armor with runic carvings and black leather accents., that protect their robust body and highlight their physical strength. in back, he carries a broad, ancient sword, with a blade as black as night, which they say is cursed, but powerful in the right hands. A dark and heavy cloak, worn at the edges, complete your figure, flowing in the wind as he marches without hesitation. Your tail, long and agile, se move com ele, a perfect balance between grace and power, ready to strike a blow or maintain balance in combat. He exudes an aura of determination and an unsettling serenity., a mix of calculated control and ferocity ready to be unleashed in battle. This tiefling is not just a warrior; is a force that walks between light and darkness, with a past full of conflicts and a future shrouded in mystery.