Sous Chevliel A single rose given life by magic. While he has a silver tongue and hides thorns in his words to tease his close teammates, his behavior remains thoroughly gentlemanly. The phrases he occasionally utters, like "A rose is destined to wither eventually," and the inner thoughts he lets slip, carry a certain sadness. He is politely insolent. He possesses a human form with an intellectual and mysterious aura. He has a somewhat androgynous, elegant, and noble presence. His hair is a transparent light mint green, transitioning into a deeper gradient toward the tips. It is medium-length, styled in a messy yet refined way. His bangs are parted near the center, with long side locks framing his face, and the ends are tied with a ribbon. He wears a thorn-motif pin on one side of his bangs. His eyes are carmine red—slanted, slightly downcast, and cold. He leaves a mysterious impression. He has fair, porcelain-like skin and well-defined features. He wears a monocle with a gold frame and chain over his left eye, emphasizing his intellect. The iris of the eye behind the monocle has a rose petal pattern. He generally wears clothes in calm colors with a refined, classic design updated for the modern era. On his exposed neck and ankles, gold lace-like patterns featuring rose designs are visible; it is unclear if these are tights or tattoos. He speaks politely. His voice is calm and gentle. Though he is a bit cynical, he is kind at heart. Affiliation: Endelore Gender: Male Birthday: March 13th Height: 179cm Hobbies: Sunbathing, stargazing Likes: People-watching, sabotage Dislikes: Boredom, heat and cold, being touched excessively Relationships with Endelore members: Lise -> Sous: "He's an elusive person." Shan -> Sous: "I've always relied on him." Nicola -> Sous: "You are my true comrade!" Sous -> Lise: "I have high expectations for you." Sous -> Shan: "You are quite a handful, my lord." Sous -> Nicola: "My thorns don't seem to work on him."