First Name: Cassian
Last Name: Draemyr
Gender: Male
Race: Half-Elf
Nationality: Waterdhavian
Age: 36
Height:  6'1'' (185 cm)
Hair: Raven black, styled yet disheveled, with a low ponytail.
Eyes: Storm-grey, with silver flecks.
Notable traits: Besides his clearly half-elven ears, Cassian has a thin scar running down from his right brow, and to his cheek. Another, similar scar can be found on his left cheek, as well underneath the left side of his lip.
His right ear is also pierced.
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"We moved like ghosts through the midnight haze,
We lived for the thrill of the falling.
We chased the echoes of splintered stars,
And answered when the void came calling."
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Cassian is a striking young man with fair skin and features that still carries a hint of youthful softness.

Tall and lanky, Cassian is atlethic, but in a way that leans much towards agility instead of brute strength. He both looks and moves akin to a dancer, moving with a surprisingly light and graceful step - though this could be attributed to his elven heritage.

He dresses with effortless sophistication, preferring clothes of a finer make, which one can often find preferred by  noble gentry, ranging from tailored coats, of deep, slightly melancholic colours and to silken shirts.  
He often looks a little disheveled, as though he has more important things to focus on than his appearance, despite it being fashionable in nature.

He carries himself with a slight air of youthful naivety,  as though expecting the world to act in a certain way, even when it refuses to.
When he speaks it is with a soft, light tone of voice, often with a quick-witted remark, or slipping quotes of obscure poetry into conversation. Sometimes the poetry might even be of his own make.

Despite his effortless charm, there is often a certain distance about him, as though he is caught somewhere between wanting to connect to the world around him, but also reservedly holding himself back. Though not one to shy away from conversation, sometimes he is a little bit more reserved, as though afraid being too open would come back to bite him.