Darius, a mercenary in the deepest sense of the word for those that know him. The man is older, well in to his 40's at least yet he doesn't have a large array of scars, a few nicks and small faded scars on his face. Though few mercenaries tend to live long enough to see wrinkles take hold of their faces so it is an achievement by itself.

The first thing one would notice is his height, the man stands a few inches over seven feet and with a demeanor to boot, emerald green eyes stare back at you while the lower part of his features is often hidden by a mask. The man's expression is often neutral, not friendly nor hostile unless you have ill intent towards him or his employers.