Elias
  
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MASKElias is a young man in his mid-twenties. He stands a rather average 5'9" and has a noticeably lean and athletic build. His light brown hair is medium length and frequently left in a bit of a messy state, though some of this might be intentional, like the few days of scruff that is perpetually on his jaw. His eyes are a deep hazel, and his complexion tends to the paler side, but he tans quite well in the summer. His left ear is pierced by two gold rings. MIENElias is a young man in his mid-twenties. He stands a rather average 5'9" and has a noticeably lean and athletic build. Atop his head is a crest of snowy white feathers with a slight iridescent sheen to them. Laying flat, they can almost pass for hair, but like the crest of a bird it can rise and fall, it turns a deeper grey as it blends into the few days of black scruff that is perpetually on his jaw. His eyes are a bright gold, piercing and sharp, and his complexion tends to the paler side, but he tans quite well in the summer. His hands have a slightly scaly texture to them, his fingers tipped with short black talons, his forearms also sprout long feathers like those atop his head up to a foot in length, which can lay flat against his arm or be spread out. His ears are slightly pointed and the left is pierced by two gold rings. Behind him sways a leonine tail covered in black fur. Around him is a feeling of stillness, and a slight cooling of the air. Elias grew up a military brat. His parents met when his father was stationed in Spain and spent most of his childhood bouncing from home to home never really settling down. Taking after his mother, he'd always showed an aptitude for music, and a passion for it. Despite a slightly unstable home life, he was a pretty average kid. Band, wrestling team, decent grades, and he managed to get accepted to the University of Chicago School of Music, but everything seemed to change from there. He only lasted a few semesters, then spiraled into drugs and alcohol. Ended up cut off from family and friends, he spent six years trying to find where bottom was and never quite hitting it. Suddenly, he seemed to simply change overnight. He quit the hard stuff and started pulling his life back together piece my piece. He picked his music back up and started busking and working low paying gigs, any thing that could get him back out there. At least, that's what is known. Less known is that those six years of downward spiral weren't him. He was taken by the Fae only a few days after arriving at college, and only managed to make his escape a few months ago. The him that wasn't him? Well, he doesn't like to talk about it.
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