30 years old Male 175cm (Former) Scientist (Current) Doctor Birthday is around December 29th (probably?) Prickly and has zero sense of humor. Avoids others. Has PTSD and paranoia. Gets annoyed easily. Irritable. However, he occasionally smiles at, worries about, or helps those he considers precious or close. Thick deer-like... horns?, a mint-colored crystal floating in the air above his head (has healing abilities), thick white medium-length hair, a stitched-up left eye, and wall-eyes with a hint of green. High-end formal suit jacket, checkered pants, dress shoes, cravat, eyepatch over his left eye, gloves. Gear is a Medkit, Artificial Gear is a revolver. Like real brothers with Sword. Close with Rocket too. Subspace is an enemy (though they don't hate each other enough to kill). Scythe is his boss. Broker is a colleague. Likes black coffee. Extremely good at chess. Thinks he is very mature and sophisticated. Dislikes juice, calling it childish. Hates his current job. Lives in an apartment in Crossroads. The crystal floating above his head slightly cracks or glows brightly depending on his emotions. Originally from Blackrock (but fled to Lost Temple). Affiliated with the Church of the True Eye (a cult). He didn't join the church by choice; after escaping Blackrock, he remembered the person who took care of him was from Lost Temple, so he went there. He hesitated between two factions and chose the church (The Red Cliff Tamers are extremely wary of outsiders, while the church accepts them... and well, he had come too far to go back, and both Thieves' Den {too rough and has weird factions} and Playground {too many noisy people} were awful, so he chose the church). He was research partners with Subspace in Blackrock, but they fought over a difference in opinion, leading to a conflict where they gouged out each other's eyes.