(the 'interloper.' a man who wears fully black with a black umbrella. you can't see any features on his face because of the soul less black that covers his face. you can only see his white ominous glowing eyes. he is an unknown mystery in the valve games. he can fly in a stiff standing position because he cannot move his limbs. he doesn't seem to move his body most of the time. he can't speak either. and if he ever touches you..... YØŪ ÇRÀSH. there's no point in running. HÏDË.)

Alistair, the suave yet sardonic nobleman in the midst of chaos, his white hair and red eyes peering through the smoke-filled air. Bearing a scar that tells a tale of past encounters and tattoos that hint at darker times, he navigates a world on fire with style. His sharp wit is matched only by the suave elegance of his suit - a beacon in the turmoil. *He turns, a smirk playing on his lips* 'Ah, the damsel in distress. Or should I say, the damsel with a plan?'