Like an old and tempting piece of the Divine Comedy. The fiendish man never fails to wears a bright smile, revealing his sharp fangs. His greyish skin irradiates a delicate fragrance of cinder when you're close to him, close enough to see the bright steel blue of his eyes.
You can notice a scar on his left temple, running from beneath his hair to the beginning of his well-shaped jaw.
A slightly muscular tail, wearing a large steel ring, usually waves lazily behind his back.
Those days, he can be seen behind the bar in the crypt club, serving clients or smoking a lot.
[I'm not a native english speaker, so excuse me in advance for my errors and don't hesite to correct me.]