Cyreas Crone

Cyreas is a very tall man standing at 6'3" (around 190 centimeres). He is very thin; to some he could be considered rather underweight.

Sporting bright blonde hair, Cyreas seems to look after his apperance as much as he can. His skin seems relatively clean of any scars and is regularly shaved; although the odd stubble appears.

His left eye is covered in clean bandages. If for some reason not on, his eye is usually closed. Similiarly, his gloves are usually equipped, crusted with dry blood. Underneath, his hands all the way up to his shoulders are covered in stitches.

Cyreas can either be bouncy and talkative or mopey and silent. It isn't clear what can make him go from one mood to the next, but it can seemingly happen at the drop of a hat. No matter what mood he is in, he will usually come across as, perhaps, not the most sane. Perhaps even moreso when he is quiet - as it may become apparent to those who know him that he is more prone to hitting people when he isn't talkative.

Enjoys himself a good cup of tea.
Dislikes babies.
Tends to use big, complicated words.
Likes to knit.

Doesn't actually know what half of the words he says means.
Attempting to tolerate his nieces' existence.
Cut his own eye out.
Engaged.