You see Painbringer Skiori Cyrolem, a Skeletal Mercenary. Tiny purple flames dance in empty eyesockets. The bones of his face lack any hair, skin, or other distinguishing marks. Skiori is ageless and deathless as befits a walking skeleton.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing a battered warrior's harness, a small badge which reads "GMs are OOC", some mirrored shades, a heavy steel bracer studded with small bone spikes, some battleworn chainmail dusted grey with the ash of destruction, a mercenary's pack, a flowing purplish-black cloak with silver skull clasps and a loose suit of Human skin flayed from a decidedly unwilling subject.