Kassian Durav

Physical Description

General Physical Condition

Standing at an average height of around 6 feet, Kassian seems to be the kind of person who holds himself to his full height and stand with an air of confidence gleaming in his face, radiating around him like an invisible aura wherever he moves. He has a slender and yet significantly muscular build that seems to hint at a sort of weakening in his physical form from what seems to be a burly muscular man into the person that he is now. He seems to generally carry himself with a broad stance which makes him generally look like he is occupying more space, especially with relation to how small he could look if he wishes to, like an insignificant figure in a crowd, the kind of person on whom your eyes would just glance over without a second thought about. And yet when he so chooses it seems he can expand into a person that could stick out like a sour thumb even in the middle of hundreds and still be significant enough to bound one’s sight and senses completely tethered to him. He seems to be in his late 30s though seemingly on the leaner side for someone his age and relative build. . [8:54 AM] Throughout his body, it seems like his clothes basically stick over his muscles, making the muscles accentuate even through the clothes he wears. As one looks at him, they would notice that his body is covered in various scars, seems to be starting from the back of his forearms and reaching all the way up his sleeves and probably creeping all across his body like his entire body is just a shattered sculpture with veins of hairline cracks running all over it. These scars seem to be accentuated just that much more over his ghostly pale shaded skin, making him look like he is withering away ever so faintly into becoming an undead being. His skin seems to diffuse light in a strange way when it touches it compared to the way it traditionally does on regular human skin, making it look like light is partially flowing through it. The appearance of the scars makes them look like they might be caused by sword slashes or stabs, though they seem to be completely normal at a glance, a closer look and a thorough examination might give someone an impression that the slashes were made intentionally to form some sort of pattern with the scarring. The scars appear to be ancient, looking like they were from a long long time ago but at times, especially when in partial or complete darkness, a faint crimson hue can be observed emulating out of the scars in his body, making it appear like boiling magma is flowing through his body instead of blood, though he most of the times wears clothes that cover up the majority of the scars so as to not attract unwanted attention from passing glances. . [8:55 AM] He has a thin sharp featured angular face, the skin stretched taut over the bones over his cheeks and brow, making his face almost resemble the skeleton underneath at times. He has a broad forehead on which occasional rogue strands of hair flow down at times. He has medium length messy looking jet black hair that goes below his ears and almost towards his shoulder blades. It doesn’t seem like it’s been well groomed and he lets his hair stay however the way it likes to be. He also has a medium to lightly thick beard of the same shade of black as his hair, it seems even his face wasn’t immune to the scarring that seems to be a normal part of his body by now, but it doesn’t seem to be as abundant in his face, having the majority of them being under his beard, probably being another reason why he left it messy the way it is. The one major prominent scar in his face is a cortical slash leading from the brow of his left eye down to halfway on his cheek, when he closes his eye it is evident that the scars runs unbroken as a line as it also seems to be carried through his closed eyelid. . [8:55 AM] He has thin black eyebrows and below the eyelids is the most striking feature about his face for most people, when first looked at him, one might not really deduce anything about his eyes, passing out to be just some peculiar shade of Color, but if someone spends a while in his company, they would realise that the colour of his eyes doesn’t stay fixed In one particular shade but actually seems to change in its Color depending on his mood and emotional state, ranging all the way from colours like a Ghostly misty grey, making him look like a gaunt walking deadman to Crystal like bright amathyst purple, making him look strikingly young and surprisingly full of life despite the rest of his appearance, the eyes simply captivating. His nose seems to be straight but at the same time, containing multiple faint notches at places, as though like it has been broken a countless number of times and it has been set right with indifference and very less regard to the aftermath of something like that. Though he is very clearly a human, a close look at his face reveals to the observer that there are mild but definite hints of Elven features on his face. . [8:55 AM] He has broad squared off angular shoulders but due to his general build, he appears to just have narrow and rounded shoulders, mostly just close to his body so he appears to be occupying less space then he normally should be able to. His arms and torso are quite muscular even though he appears to be quite slender when he is dressed, the muscles and skin seems to be stretched over his bones and rib cage just like they are on his face, giving his muscles and almost every part of his body a sharp angular accentuation. He has long arms compared to an average person, reaching almost to halfway between his hips and the kneecap. His hands appear to be significantly callused as though they have been doing rough work for years now, making them hard as stone. Though this is striking in contrast to his general appearance and dameenar which appears to be those of an intellect and a scholar. He has long slender fingers on both hands, the knuckles seemingly bruised from hitting something or breaking multiple times from hitting something. This is also true about both his elbows and knee caps, bruised like they were used to make quite heavy impacts against various surfaces. Among the many scars that seems to creep all over his body, there are 2 scars in him that particularly stand out, one on the left side of his chest, seemingly directly above his heart which looks like a significant stab wouod which looks like it would kill a person if they sustained such a wound, the other one runs across the front of his neck which looks like a pretty deep gash which should normally severe the front half of a man’s throat, yet with two scars of which look to be feral injuries, this man still walks around like nothing ever happened to him and that these were just some particularly annoying tattoos or so. . [8:55 AM] He generally dons plain and simple dark toned clothes at any given time, this generally includes a combination of a full sleeve multi layered shirt over a pair of regular trousers and a leather belt. He wears a dark hooded cloak over his regular clothes with the hood generally pulled down. He wears a pair of moccasins over his feet which seem to be made of some sort of unknown leather, and bracers over his firearms which are made of a combination of both leather and light metal. He generally carries 2 scabbarded swords on his person at most times, one a sort of short sword sheathed across his back in a wood and leather scabbard and the other a longknufe sheathed in a small leather sheath on his left side attached to his belt. Both of these blades seem to be made of a dark substance which might be obsidian crystal with an edge that seems to be made of something that shimmers crimson. Both the pommels of the swords seem to be crafted with silver and steel with a single gem encrusted in the huddle of each of their cross guard. . [8:56 AM] One striking feature about them is the small crest that they both seem to bare but only half of it on each sword, the top of both their hilts have a sort of depression and threaded inside edges which seem to imply that both of them attach together to form a single double boded weapon. Besides this he also carries a small leather bound book which is strapped to the right side of his belt and a small leather pouch which seems to contain various small materials which is strapped behind the scabbarded longknufe on his belt. He doesn’t wear any form of jewellery on him besides the singular ring in his right hand, it seems to be made of silver with a crimson ruby encrusted within with an odd pattern of multiple curved lines flanking it on both sides. He also has a small badge that he doesn’t wear but keeps with him at all times, this badge seems to carry a crease of a silver dragon with its wings stretched out on either sides. On a further observation, his clothes, first seemingly just shades of black and grey, reveal a hint of deep crimson accented all over them which seems to have faded over a long period of time with a long term exposure to the elements and the weather. His bracers and clothes carry many scratches across them and which appear like they endured many slashes with weapons and has been Mended roughly several times without much intention or consciousness towards making them look good

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Kassian is a Scholar, an Archivist and once even a Vagrant. His journey story to him for as long as he could remember has just been trying to make a living and Perdue something he does not even know why he Perseus. Even in his regular day to day life, he felt peculiar things... strange phenomena and odd glimpses. He was never certain what it was, never certain if the odd humming he sometimes feels in his head at certain times is just the wind playing tricks or very possibly something more. All he is certain of is, he has an unknowing drive towards knowledge... of something, which he cannot be certain. What is, and so he used his profession as his way of dealing with this strange drive. Travelling from city to city and visiting many places of note that have been known to hold any prominent archives, places where odd things took place, meeting people known to have done strange things. He does not know what he wants to know from them, just that everyone he finishes his current study, he hasn’t reached it yet... and so he continues to peruse, he continues to perceive. In his travels, the name he heard more than once is the continent called Idriek and in it, a town named Vareholm. He had heard about the long night that obscured those lands for a time, the strange occurrences that took place there, the almost ground shaking events that transpired, manipulations in space and time. Knowing these things, this unnatural concentration of magic and anomalies, that drive grew strong once more but this time he felt it was close, closer than before... something... whatever “it” is. He seems outs just be content with taking that strange itch of knowing out of his brain, and so he took care of his affairs, packed his possessions and boarded a ship to this so known town of adventurers, awaiting what’s what’s to come!