Millon Grail

A human male, old enough to be called a man by some, young enough to be called a boy by men. He is very powerfully built, although his mannerisms dont indicate he is aware of this. His frequent grins are genuine, and he seems to look at everything with a bit of awe in his eyes. His hands are calloused as those of a laborer, and as his movements shift his clothing and armor around at times, it is apparent that his sun darkened skin is only darkened in places where clothing doesn't typically cover.