▷ The Basics▶ AGE: 37 ▶ HEIGHT: 6' 2"
▶ VISUAL: Standing at 6' 2", Maias has a lean, slightly lanky build to him that comes from all the travel and his particular choice in weapon. His eyes are blue, and his hair is a dark, curly brown that he generally keeps short. He also has a goatee, as can be seen in his icons. Despite his profession, he keeps himself well-groomed and clean, to a point that's almost obsessive in how often he does it, considering he lives in pre-medieval times.
However, he also looks . . . well, constantly ill. Pale, almost grey skin, bags under his eyes, etc. This will be explained in more detail below, but tl;dr he's kind of wavering between being undead and alive. Of note is the scarring cut across his neck, that doesn't seem as though it's healing completely. He keeps his neck wrapped in bandages, though, to save you poor lovelies from having to see such horrors.
He tends towards simple clothing, inexpensive tunics in dark colors, usually black, as well as black traveling boots. His clothes are also always in their best condition. He generally has a traveling bag of sorts with him.
Of note is that he looks at least ten years younger than he actually is, which is explained below.
▶ AURAL: Currently, due to the damage done to his neck and how slow it's healing, talking becomes difficult if he tries to hold conversations for a long period of time. Not that it'll stop him, of course, but his voice comes out a little raspy, and tends to go in and out.
Maias has a grand way of speaking, though, punctuated with gestures and sweeps of his arm. He isn't loud, but he is attention-grabbing. He has his world's equivalent to a English accent, though of note is that he speaks far more properly than a bandit normally would be at times, especially with women, and it slips other times as well. While he doesn't particularly force himself to speak slang, he'll slide in a term or two that doesn't quite fit with his usual way of speaking.
▶ OLFACTORY: Like soap! He likes to keep clean.
▶ DEMEANOUR: Maias is something of a showman; he gestures as he speaks, makes broad gestures with his arms, and his is that sort of voice that draws in attention. He likes to speak at length and will do so unless you stop him, and while he isn't particularly forthcoming with details about himself, he'll ramble on and on to you about his group's successful campaigns and - if you happen to hint that you may not like a particular sort, he'll talk, at length, about the lives he and his have taken.
He's also polite, as mentioned above, and he stands with his back straight; not out of any particular need to tower over others (he's tall by his world's human standards) but because spent the first half of his life in a noble family and it's a habit he has never tried to break. He's also the sort who is a bit touchy, routinely leaning on others or taking a lady's hand to kiss the back. Always the gentleman.
Though, of note, he does tend lean against something to keep his balance, as he's still healing from dying and being brought back. That kind of wears on you.
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