Cailean

Cailean is very quiet and reserved, similar to his mother but he isn't hostile unless somebody forces him to be. Nevertheless, he is not to be underestimated, he is no pacifist - he can and will defend himself and those dear to him if the situation makes it necessary.

Taught to be respectful and polite, Cailean remains this way most of the time - helping when somebody needs help, providing support if one needs such but he makes it quite apparent that he enjoys his space and prefers to be alone more often than not. He is extremely introverted and while schooled enough to consider himself a scholar, he is socially awkward and lost when it comes to social interactions - the more people he has to interact with at once, the more prominent that trait of his becomes. Too much human stimuli can also make him irritable, especially when he is pressured too much for his liking.

Despite the calmness, Cailean can be quite hot-headed (after his father) and aggressive when the right buttons are pushed - while he does his best to use force as the last possible solution, his words may come off as very hurtful when the politeness filter turns itself off. Once this young man sees red, however, anything goes, both in terms of a verbal argument as well as a physical fight. Certain topics push him harder than the others and Cailean does everything in his power to keep those weaknesses of his a secret.

Cailean is a young man in his twenties, tall and lean, although the latter is hard to truly figure out with his silhouette hidden underneath baggy clothes.

His hair has an unusual color, whiter than freshly fallen snow, and he keeps it equally unusually long - it falls easily below his lower back, almost reaching mid-thighs. The front is as messy as it can ever be but he doesn't seem too bothered by it. Perhaps it is just a stylish choice for the young mage or there is some kind of a story behind it - only Cailean truly knows that.

His usual attire contains an oversized white cloak with a deep hood and black baggy pants, along with boots of the same color - that is as much as is visible more often than not.

Just like his mother, he possessed the unnatural eye color resembling blossoming lavender flowers - deep purple, with a hint of similar peacefulness as her but he lacks that something that makes him appear nearly as harmless as his mother. His eyes hold a certain spark of wilderness that cannot be missed nor underestimated.