Alexandros

This man is tall and capable, his skin baked and bronzed by a lifetime's worth of exposure to the sun. Despite the element-hassled texture of his skin and the crow's feet that skim the corners of his dark gaze, his hair, beard, and nails are kept neatly cropped.

Growing up, Alexandros had an affinity for learning and scholarly pursuits. He had, in his youth, decided that he was going to be a great scholar and transcribe books of all manners while learning all that he might.

However, fate got in his way.

Alexandros' older brother, Alexei, met a premature and untimely end on an expedition to the Red Wastes. Alexandros, who had little training with blades and combat dropped his beloved books in half of a moment so that he might learn how to fight so he might exact revenge for his brother's demise.

Though Alex yearns to return to learning, and though he does carry as many books as he might be able to without weighing himself down, his first and truest pursuit is demolishing any and all threats that might arise within the Red.

Alexandros is so quiet as to be thought brooding by others. He is a man of little words and though he is not fond of traversing rocky wastes as he has done much of his career, he is even less fond of putting on airs and pretenses for society's sake.

Alexandros is reserved, but quick to anger regarding terrors and other creatures that threaten others' way of life, particularly when it comes to his family.