He’s the World Guardian (semi-retired). An old soul in a younger body. He exudes a world-weariness that betrays his looks. As if his time as the World Guardian has drained him.
White hair, clean shaven. 6’ tall, 165 pounds. Wears a black(g) cavalier, Verac’s brassard (either golden, or normal), dragon(g) platelegs, dragon boots, fingerless leather gloves, an inverted 120 firemaking cape.
He’s generally outgoing and kind. Has a deep, commanding voice, but rarely yells and is usually soft spoken. Tries to be fair and isn’t quick to judgment, but will not hesitate to call out blatant hypocrisy or wrongdoing. Surprisingly forgiving.
He’s a bit like Firion from Dissidia: Final Fantasy. He uses a wide array of weapons to suit the situation, being able to pull them seemingly from the void. Some of his notable favourites are the Reforged Dragon Scimitar, The Abyssal Scourge, The Decimation Bow, and the Obliteration Staff. (but you can give him any weapon you want =D)
He has never spoken about his time prior to becoming an Adventurer. At this point, he might not even remember… Or he never knew.
