Name: Silas Coutts

Appearance: Silas stands at an even six feet and looks slimmer than he actually is, with a wiry build. He rarely shaves, but trims so as to keep his facial hair to a reasonable stubble. His face pegs him at the early to mid 20's, but his eyes are solemn and sometimes makes him appear a bit older. Particularly strange are the golden hue of his irises and his pointed ears. His hair is a natural black and grey and is reminiscent of a wolf's coloring. He traditionally wears a pair of billowy dark grey trousers that feel softer than cashmere, a bronze belt of links that cinch together with black leather, a black sleeveless shirt with a minor v-neck and a matching vest, inlaid with bronze threading. From either hip hangs a slender scimitar, seemingly sister blades as the craftsmanship is of the same hand. Silas carries a bow as tall as he, usually unstrung so that it can be used as a walking staff, with a quiver of long arrows strung across his back.

Personality: He is soft-spoken and rarely initiates a conversation. He prefers the quiet and his privacy, but has been known to frequent pubs to drink alone until the late hours of the night. He settles for nothing and is fairly stubborn. Silas is respectful most times, unless he feels a person has ill intentions or is being intentionally deceptive.

UPDATE: DECEASED.