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Took a little longer than I hoped, but I finally managed to register my newest boy, Crius!

I must admit, I think he's my favourite kebanzu so far design-wise. Hauket did such an amazing job putting him together, I couldn't have asked for a better outcome ahhh * 7 * <3 Gonna start looking for some relationships for all of my kebbos soon and then try drawing them all some more now that formalities are over!

◇ Crius' TH ◇

⍋ Introduction ⍋

"Begone from my sight."

Name: Crius

Gender: Male

Height: 5'00" (152 cm)

Age: 26

Area of Residence: Traveling, but most often seen in Sunset City. He tends to remain hidden under the constant bustle of the streets, but he leaves enough clues for the ones who seek him out.

Occupation: Mercenary. He'll offer his skills to those that are able to pay the price for his services, typically dealing in more unsavoury business like thievery or "hunting".

Personality: || Solemn || Proud || Formal || Direct || Aloof || Defiant || Aggressive || Tentative ||

With his head held high and tail-end sharpened liked a sword, Crius carries the air of a soldier. His temperament is polished and crisp, trained in a business-like manner. But with his professionalism comes a certain chill to his gaze. For whatever reason, Crius only knows how to speak business, nothing else. He doesn't want to know your name, he doesn't want to know who you are, actually, it seems like he wouldn't even be talking with half the people he does if it weren't for the potential of payment. So it's best to get straight to the point with this one. Crius does not tolerate those who waste his time and has been known to have a temper. It just tends to boil more quietly but with twice the ferocity. He knows his way around a fight after all.

For whoever doesn't understand his distaste in small-talk and somehow survives his hostile advances, it is quite obvious that he is, to put it bluntly, emotionally constipated. Crius has nothing on his mind aside from work and pay. He cannot seem to understand sentimentalities and focuses instead on the harsh, rather bleak reality. Whenever he is shown any kindness, in his eyes it's an underestimation in his abilities - a brazen display of offense. So if you're looking for someone to find comfort in, look elsewhere. He only deals in business and nothing more. Though perhaps it's just because he isn't willing to open up to anyone after so long.

⍋ His Tale ⍋

"I'll relieve some information, for a price."

WIP WIP

⍋ Others ⍋
Likes:

+ Fighting
+ Patience
+ Nighttime walks
+ Breezy days
+ Ghost stories

Dislikes:

- Being looked down upon
- Nosy individuals
- Sweets
- Swimming
- Talking for the sake of talking

Trivia:

- The end of his tail has been sharpened like a fine blade.
- His freckled markings glow like fireflies.
- While there are always at least three will-o-wisps following him, he can dismiss them whenever he likes.
- The sword in his back is intangible and ghost-like in appearance.

Relationships:

WIP

Masterlist:

Art © fablesfall
Crius © fablesfall
Kebanzu © hauket

Description

Took a little longer than I hoped, but I finally managed to register my newest boy, Crius!

I must admit, I think he's my favourite kebanzu so far design-wise. Hauket did such an amazing job putting him together, I couldn't have asked for a better outcome ahhh * 7 * <3 Gonna start looking for some relationships for all of my kebbos soon and then try drawing them all some more now that formalities are over!

◇ Crius' TH ◇

⍋ Introduction ⍋

"Begone from my sight."

Name: Crius

Gender: Male

Height: 5'00" (152 cm)

Age: 26

Area of Residence: Traveling, but most often seen in Sunset City. He tends to remain hidden under the constant bustle of the streets, but he leaves enough clues for the ones who seek him out.

Occupation: Mercenary. He'll offer his skills to those that are able to pay the price for his services, typically dealing in more unsavoury business like thievery or "hunting".

Personality: || Solemn || Proud || Formal || Direct || Aloof || Defiant || Aggressive || Tentative ||

With his head held high and tail-end sharpened liked a sword, Crius carries the air of a soldier. His temperament is polished and crisp, trained in a business-like manner. But with his professionalism comes a certain chill to his gaze. For whatever reason, Crius only knows how to speak business, nothing else. He doesn't want to know your name, he doesn't want to know who you are, actually, it seems like he wouldn't even be talking with half the people he does if it weren't for the potential of payment. So it's best to get straight to the point with this one. Crius does not tolerate those who waste his time and has been known to have a temper. It just tends to boil more quietly but with twice the ferocity. He knows his way around a fight after all.

For whoever doesn't understand his distaste in small-talk and somehow survives his hostile advances, it is quite obvious that he is, to put it bluntly, emotionally constipated. Crius has nothing on his mind aside from work and pay. He cannot seem to understand sentimentalities and focuses instead on the harsh, rather bleak reality. Whenever he is shown any kindness, in his eyes it's an underestimation in his abilities - a brazen display of offense. So if you're looking for someone to find comfort in, look elsewhere. He only deals in business and nothing more. Though perhaps it's just because he isn't willing to open up to anyone after so long.

⍋ His Tale ⍋

"I'll relieve some information, for a price."

WIP WIP

⍋ Others ⍋
Likes:

+ Fighting
+ Patience
+ Nighttime walks
+ Breezy days
+ Ghost stories

Dislikes:

- Being looked down upon
- Nosy individuals
- Sweets
- Swimming
- Talking for the sake of talking

Trivia:

- The end of his tail has been sharpened like a fine blade.
- His freckled markings glow like fireflies.
- While there are always at least three will-o-wisps following him, he can dismiss them whenever he likes.
- The sword in his back is intangible and ghost-like in appearance.

Relationships:

WIP

Masterlist:

Art © fablesfall
Crius © fablesfall
Kebanzu © hauket