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Sergei is, in simple terms, a true mongrel. He'll profess having almost any bloodline at any given time if the moment calls for it. The man has a hundred and one stories for how he ended up here on Arx and not a single one has any glimmer of similarity to another. It hard to even tell if the man is a native to the Crownlands at all, even though he claims being crownsworn. Only the Gods' know which story is the truth -- but most are so farfetched it's doubtful any are. What is known about Sergei is that the man did have a long standing place in the Valorous Few, until he up and married a bounty instead of turning her in -- which probably didn't sit well with the group. Not that Sergei stuck around to find out. Though he might have shown up in the Lowers on more than one occasion since then, with various mercenary groups. it was never for very long and certainly not long enough to be a familiar face, hopefully.

Sergei falls into the realm of tall and dark, certainly -- but handsome? That is up to the beholder. His features are built from hard cut edges and solid lines through his jaw and cheeks, angular and sharp; he has the make of a sinister face. It's a face that's made no softer for his dark hair, often stubbled jaw, and thick dark brows. It is an immensely serious face, right up until he smiles; which he does remarkably often with a too-easy kind of grin that makes full use of a wide mouth. Beyond the stony features of a man who looks like he would sooner eat you than kick back with a whiskey for a chat, Sergei is of an impressive stature if only for his towering frame. There isn't a great deal of bulk to the man, his is more an athletic build of a swimmer; broad shouldered and all tightly corded muscle that barely suggest any significant strength.

Indolent is one of the first descriptors drawn for when asked about this man. An innate flaw of Sergei's very being seems to the lack of any real drive, or desire to do much else then fulfil his base needs. It is easy to assume he is a creature lead by the instruction of his lessor mind, eternally ignorant of the greater one between his shoulders. Sergei has a dark affect offset by a too-easy-going nature, sharp tongue behind a smiling mouth and the potential for great wit (if ever it showed itself). There is more to him then this though-- surely. Gods, please let there be some redeeming feature here. Maybe he writes poetry in his spare time or, or something... who knows.