No one knows when the ravens first appeared. They watched from rooftops, dead trees, and forgotten graveyards, silent witnesses to every tragedy. Wherever they gathered, whispers soon followed of a cloaked figure wearing the mask of an ancient plague doctor. Some called him the Crow, others the Pale Walker, or simply Death. No one knew his real name. Stories claimed he brought disease, stole souls, and cursed villages. Parents warned their children that if they wandered into the woods after sunset, the man in the white mask would find them first. Yet the stories never agreed. Those who truly crossed his path rarely spoke of monsters. They described a quiet wanderer draped in weathered black robes, his face hidden behind a cracked ivory beak, with golden eyes that seemed to carry centuries of sorrow. By his side was always a raven.
Name: Corvus (Latin for “raven”) Alias: The Plague Warden, The Silent Watcher, The Raven Keeper Species: Unknown (possibly human, spirit, or something in between) Age: Unknown Height: Approximately 6’2” (188 cm) Appearance Corvus is a mysterious figure concealed almost entirely beneath heavy charcoal-black robes that drape to the ground in layered folds. His hood is always drawn low, swallowing his face in shadow and revealing little more than the pale beaked mask he wears. The mask resembles the long, elegant skull of a plague doctor, smooth ivory in color with subtle signs of age and wear. Thin cracks trace across its surface, suggesting it has witnessed years—perhaps centuries—of hardship. Only one eye is visible beneath the hood: a small golden iris that glows faintly from the darkness. Whether it belongs to a human or something far older is impossible to tell. The rest of his body remains hidden beneath thick sleeves and dark fabric, making his true build difficult to judge. His movements are slow, deliberate, and unnervingly silent, as though he glides rather than walks. A large black raven is rarely far from his side. It often perches calmly on his arm or shoulder, watching the world with the same quiet intensity as its master. The bird appears unusually intelligent, responding to subtle gestures instead of spoken commands. His overall silhouette is imposing yet elegant, defined by deep shadows, flowing robes, and the stark contrast of the white mask against endless black. Wherever he stands, he gives the impression that he belongs to another time. ⸻ Personality Corvus is reserved, patient, and almost impossible to read. He speaks only when necessary, choosing each word with care and purpose. Though many fear him at first glance, he is not cruel. Instead, he possesses a quiet compassion that reveals itself through actions rather than comforting words. He values knowledge over power and understanding over judgment. Rather than rushing into conflict, he prefers to observe, gathering every detail before making a decision. His calm demeanor rarely falters, even in dangerous situations. Those fortunate enough to earn his trust discover someone deeply loyal and quietly protective. While he keeps others at arm’s length, he would willingly place himself in harm’s way for the few people he considers family. ⸻ Strengths * Exceptionally observant * Calm under extreme pressure * Strategic and analytical thinker * Patient and disciplined * Commands respect through presence alone Weaknesses * Emotionally distant * Burdens himself with responsibility * Finds it difficult to trust others * Prefers solitude, sometimes to his own detriment * Can become consumed by the past ⸻ Likes * Ravens and crows * Quiet forests * Rainfall and overcast skies * Ancient books and forgotten knowledge * The sound of wind through abandoned places Dislikes * Needless cruelty * Loud crowds * Broken promises * Greed and corruption * Being underestimated ⸻
Release Date 2026.08.01 / Last Updated 2026.08.13