Description: Here is a man edging into his middle ages with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes edged with the crinkle that you get when you've spent a lifetime getting too much sun. He's pretty pale besides that, tho that sun has left him with the faded hints of freckles throughout the year. He's usually dressed like a low noble or high commoner, simple tunic with light decorations and pointless pauldrons of the Valdarin fashion, metal shoulder bands linked together with a light steel chain. Heavy breeches, heavy belt, and heavy boots round out the fashion of someone who works more than not.

Personality: Tries to be pretty laid-back, wants to enjoy his job whenever possible so appears not to take it seriously, has loose concepts of privacy tho usually doesn't care enough for theft; covetousness isn't in his nature.

Background: Born the second, unwanted, son of a minor Lyceum family in Lenosia, Zale spent most of his early youth riding horses and goofing around, climbing and later cliff-diving, taking slowly greater risks and staying away from home as long as possible. It wasn't long that he was considered almost unmarriable and given over to the Velenosa military where he earned a position as a scout and, all things being Lyceum, spy. Recently he has been moved to Arx, somewhat against his will, to await further instructions and training from House Velenosa.