"What're you looking at?"
A rather unremarkable man, if anything, the only thing truly intriguing about this man is how he appears to be both young and old at the same time. As well as those eyes...
Standing at a solid two-ish meters in height, and dressed most often in blacks, reds and golds, his stature is often indomitable, steadfast, unyielding.
Beneath the usual armours and uniforms, Augustus is muscled, with a firm body, but not overly buff. The typical build of a soldier, if anything.
His hair is a snowy white-grey, kept no longer than shoulder length at any given time, a well maintained, peppered beard adorning his jaw.
Augustus is blinded in his left eye, it appearing a clouded white, his right eye a bright crimson in color.
Over his right eye, jagged black markings cover parts of the right side of his face, whereas on the left, a crimson mark, presumably a tattoo, spirals over his cheek.
Should one be.. odd enough to want to sniff the man, or just happened to catch his aroma in passing, his scent is that of a lingering of dust, masked by bergamot, vetiver and pine. Like an evergreen forest on a crisp winter morning.
A Leader of his People
Augustus van Corvidae is a leader by experience, stoic in nature and rarely allowing himself to be caught off guard, however he can find himself rather baffled by any shows of affection, having never experienced such things himself.
Militaristic, his skills in the many aspects of leadership had him quickly rising to the status for High Legatus of a hitherto unnamed Legion. Whether the Legion was simply never named, or the name has never been recorded and is only known by few, that may never be discovered.
Although not opposed to utter and brutal honesty, there are times that the man swears himself to secrecy, more for the safety of those he may be speaking to or dealing with than for his own.
His past beyond his service to the Garlean Empire is unknown, some say he simply appeared one day and rose to power quicker than any citizen of Garlemald should have been able to.
This has lead to rumours he has ties with the higher powers of the Empire, even whisperings of dealings with [Data Expunged].
Against All Odds
Despite his origins and his past, Augustus has, miraculously, found himself the company of some people he dares consider friends.
Felixient Cluvair
At first naught more than a friend of a friend (of a friend), Augustus felt himself strangely drawn to the thin, semi-frail Elezen, a protective instinct that lead to a more direct friendship.
And then more... For despite his fears of his past, August slowly found himself falling in love with the young man. The Gods blessed him, for the Elezen loved him also, bringing each other peace, comfort, and blissful embraces that neither imagined they'd ever have.
Doctor Ebenezer Locklear
Primus Medicus Earnest lux Luravoix
Having once effectively saved this man's life, the two had stuck by each other through thick and thin more as comrades and acquaintances than anything else.
August can often be found referring to Locklear as 'Earnest'.
Aulex Duivenair
A close friend of Locklear's, Augustus was quick to make it known that he meant no harm to Aulex or his family, adopted or otherwise, and instead offered his aid in anything he was able.
At first skeptic, Aulex eventually learned to trust the Garlean, as much as one can trust someone of the Empire...
