A young man who emanated grace and refinement. Even in the face of hardship, The Task was never seen without his head held high, and pride gleaming within his gaze.

Ash-brown locks of hair cascaded down his shoulders and complimented fair features. Often clad in a black vest, with a lapel pin signifying his devotion to The Order of The First Light.

His left arm was replaced by a highly advanced and experimental arcanium prosthetic that was lined with ancient Therian words, and runes that manipulate time.