Mr. Bliss

There is a moment halfway to Rin's fingers closing around the hilt of the sword half-buried in the dirt when she notices movement from out of the corner of her eye. A rather stately fellow, dressed in an impeccable three-piece suit, holding a banged-up, half-rusted watering can in one hand while leaning on a sleek black cane with a gilded wolf's head pommel with the other, clears his throat.
The stranger smells faintly of sandalwood and of anise. Golden hair that shimmers faintly in the dim light streaming in through the windows of the Cathedral falls in waves over his back. On the ring finger of his left hand he wears a gold band with an inlaid emerald and a silver ring engraved with script in a language that none of the five would understand.
His amber eyes seem to sparkle as he regards Rin with an inscrutable look. "I would not advise that, child of Eve," he says.
The small smile that plays on his lips afterwards makes the lines at the corners of his eyes wrinkle. He tilts the watering can forward, onto the base of the burnt tree. All five hear the hiss of water as it burns away to steam upon contact with the soot-black bark.

Current Location

The Cathedral

Circumstances of Birth

???

Eyes

Amber-coloured irises

Hair

Wavy golden-blond

Height

6'4"

Weight

165 lbs