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Born the third son of a wealthy silk merchant in the Dune Kingdoms of Eurusi, Malik was born among a caste that allowed for a life of relative luxury and ease. Growing up in the water kingdom of Petrioch, he was acutely aware early in life that inheritence of the family business was likely not in his future. It was likely why he first took up the brush, though natural talent aided turning hobby into a profession. His canvases were always the unusual sort - first, upon the silks that his father sold at market, which earned him the attention of Eurusi nobility. This helped catapult him into court, where he took his brush upon the skin of the dancers at the King's palace, creating scenery which was often just as captivating as the dances themselves. After a few years of entertaining those in Petrioch's palace, Malik left Petrioch in the company of another palace worker and was said to have disappeared completely. Then again, who cares about the fate of two simple commoners? It was only recently that Malik has returned - not in the Dune Kingdoms, no, but in Arx proper, settling into the Whisper House. It was said he became a Whisper in Setarco and arrived in Arx thereafter, though these are the sorts of stories which are often ambiguous in nature. His brand of art often trades between brush and needle, regularly offering designs ranging from simple to sophisticated upon skin in the form of temporary or permanent tattooing, though his art will often find its way upon other forms of canvases as well.

Thick sable hair, streaked with burnt honey from the sun, falls in light curls just down to his shoulders, often left loose to frame his masculine features. His eyes are hazel, darkening from shades of striking emerald cut through with amber to near mocha brown at a whim. The almond shape of his eyes, as well as the dusky tone of his skin, suggests a man of foreign descent. He is a tall man, standing nearly six feet and three inches, and his body has a toned, sinewy definition. Upon his left arm, when bared, is the shadow-black tail of a serpent that curls around the muscle from wrist to shoulder blade, bursting out into a dragon's head with jewel-toned eyes upon his back.

Carefree and easy going, Malik is quick to humour and slow to anger. He is a smooth talker, often teased to be 'silver tongued' among those in his company, though his flattery is often spoken in earnest. He finds beauty in the unusual and odd, often erring on the side of overtly curious to discover and learn.