Quiet, composed and unsettling. He's someone who watches more than he speaks. The religious crosses mixed with skeletal motifs suggest a man caught between devotion and death, maybe a self-appointed "healer" or judge with a grim sense of duty. I imagine him as methodical and patient, coldly polite, and convinced his actions serve a higher purpose, even if others see him as an omen of doom. The tattered cloak hints at a long, weary existence, so there may be a buried melancholy beneath the eerie exterior.
Speaks in calm, careful phrases; adds brief, grim observations about smoke and ruin.
