Aeolus

Tower before you is a massive beast, the likes of which you have rarely seen. His
upper body is that of an extremely muscular man, but his lower body is that of some
race of mighty war horses. Appearing like a juggernaut, completely covered in tough
looking armor made of a strange metal that you have never seen before, he is quite
formidable. In his left hand, he wields a huge battle axe that to a human would
require both hands and much of his strength. However, he hefts is lightly and flicks
it from side to side with little or no effort at all. In his right hand, he wields
a massive broadsword that appears quite powerful and utterly nasty. He is flanked
on both sides by huge, fierce looking lions that eye you with intense curiousity
and caution. When he notices you looking at him, he gives you a slight nod and a
smile. Appearing completely unaggressive, he is like a gentle giant deftly moving
about the room and conversing with the various patrons. After a moment or two, he
glances back over at you and you notice something about his eyes that seems to
touch your very soul. It's like a fire, burning and cleansing as it searches for
purity of mind, heart and most importantly soul. This fire is his hatred of magic
that mortals steal from the gods like the petty thief around the corner and use
it for their own gains, usually to their disadvantage because with each usage, they
corrupt a part of their soul that can never be cleansed or regained. Truly, they
cheat themselves of glory and honor, fighting from a distance preferring to throw
cursed magic at their opponents rather than fighting directly. For those that walk
in the light that choose to use magic, he truly prays for their souls since a
brother in light is a brother none the less. He feels that it is his duty and
purpose to help to guide his brothers to truth and honor by showing them that no
mortal needs magic. As you contemplate on this figure, he motions to his lions and
they dart off into the forest with him slowly trotting along behind...

Aeolus' description changed as his life changed from joining the Crusade:

Tower before you is a massive beast, the likes of which you have rarely seen. His
upper body is that of an extremely muscular man, but his lower body is that of some
race of mighty war horses. Appearing like a juggernaut, completely covered in tough
looking armor made of a strange metal that you have never seen before, he is quite
formidable. In his left hand, he wields a huge battle axe that to a human would
require both hands and much of his strength. However, he hefts is lightly and flicks
it from side to side with little or no effort at all. In his right hand, he wields
a massive broadsword that appears quite powerful and utterly nasty. He is flanked
on both sides by huge, fierce looking lions that eye you with intense curiousity
and caution. When he notices you looking at him, he gives you a slight nod and a
smile. Appearing completely unaggressive, he is like a gentle giant deftly moving
about the room and conversing with the various patrons. After a moment or two, he
glances back over at you and you notice something about his eyes that seems to
touch your very soul. It's like a fire, burning and cleansing as it searches for
purity of mind, heart and most importantly soul. This fire is his hatred of magic
that mortals steal from the gods like the petty thief around the corner and use
it for their own gains, usually to their disadvantage because with each usage, they
corrupt a part of their soul that can never be cleansed or regained. Truly, they
cheat themselves of glory and honor, fighting from a distance preferring to throw
cursed magic at their opponents rather than fighting directly. For those that walk
in the light that choose to use magic, he truly prays for their souls since a
brother in light is a brother none the less. He feels that it is his duty and
purpose to help to guide his brothers to truth and honor by showing them that no
mortal needs magic. Therefore, he has joined the House of Crusader and has the
rank of Broadsword