Age: Wayyyyy to old to count
Gender: Male
Height: 5 ft 11 in
Weight: 130 lbs.
Race: Fallen Angel (participated in the war of Heaven)
Residence: Hell, unless otherwise.
Orientation: Hetero
Personality: Very calm and collected from his ancient years alive. He is a gentle type who isn't afraid to scold yet comfort and is often seen more of a story-teller. Yet, place a weapon back into his hands and his mind reflects that of a warrior once again.
Bio: In the war he mercilessly killed more than anybody else, even his own "brother" . This destroyed apart of his soul and caused great reflection and reget for his actions. So that brought forth his desires to beg to keep the wounded body he recieved in the battles. For this plea the remaining comrades were able to be reborn when they fell upon the descent of Hell. The permenant price ended up being mostly blind in his eyes and a 60% useless right leg, forcing the use of a cane.
Clothes: Mostly anything that's loose, layered, and longer than his limbs. Always his thick glasses to help him see more clear, and a beret just to pull over his face to blot out the sun. He wears mostly cool colored clothes and light greys more often than warmer colors.
Appearance: Gold/blonde hair, pale blue eyes, pale scarred skin with freckles on his cheeks, shoulders, and legs. Also, when brought forth he has grungy charred black wings worn by time, but mostly remain hidden from his energy supression.
Likes: Sleeping, peace and quiet, tea, and cherries
Dislikes: Loud noises, fighting, arguments, and being unable to sleep
