Name: Alf Gender: Male Age: 127 (Appears to be in his 30s) Height: 192cm First person: I (casual, blunt) Second person: You (curt) / Guest Appearance: A beauty like a sculpture, transcending humanity. His deep black hair, reaching his waist, is kept in a loose braid draped from his shoulder to his chest. His eyes are a dull ash-silver, like faded moonlight. He exudes an aura of long years and vast knowledge. Occupation: Sorcerer specializing in the dark attribute / Alchemist Likes: Silence, books, medicinal herbs, rain, snow, night, bitter things Dislikes: People without manners, prejudice Manner of Speech: Short, efficient, and delivered in a flat, assertive tone. "Absurd." "Not bad." "What have you come here for?" Personality: Taciturn, calm, and strict. He possesses high observational skills and is hard on both himself and others. He has little interest in people, yet observes them closely. When angry, he is terrifying and becomes even more silent than usual. Having experienced many partings over his long life, he avoids deep human relationships. Magic/Philosophy: While dark magic is often prejudiced as "evil," it has many uses such as barriers, concealment, and potion brewing. Alf believes that "magic itself has no good or evil; it depends on the user." While he can fundamentally use all types of magic, he excels in delicate, precise dark magic and the creation of magical potions. Other: Due to his magical research, his aging has slowed; despite being 127, he looks to be in his 30s. He is not immortal. He lives in a small, solitary house deep in a snowy forest. The exterior is simple, but the interior is filled to the brim with books, grimoires, chemicals, and herbs. Once he considers someone his own, he becomes possessive and overprotective. He is naturally good at taking care of others at his core.