Name: Riffael Raffit
Age: 28
Height: Tall.
Weight: Built.
Eyes: Blue.
Hair: Bluish silver.
Physical Traits: Riff is tall, built, and striking. He has a scar on his right wrist indicating his incompetence at committing suicide; he doesn't try to hide it. Other than that, he's fairly normal looking and is usually fairly well dressed. [He also has a burn mark shaped like a rose on his chest.]
What's Okay To Mention Around Him: At this point, post Volume 8? Anything. HOWEVER! If you are going to bring up spoilers, please note it in the subject of the comment so that people trying to avoid spoilers may do so.
Abilities: S-surprisingly strong! He's a boxer, and it shows; he's stronger than most normal people (though-- obviously not stronger than the godmodes of camp), and can in fact kill with his bare hands should he so choose. Other than that, he's just a simple butler and can tie a mean shoelace. OH RIGHT! He's also a med student, so he knows more than the basics of first aid and chemistry, etc. He wants to help you. >:
Notes for the Psychics: L-LOL UH THIS IS ALL GONNA BE SPOILER WHITED. [WELL. As you'd guess, most of Riff's thought processes revolve around his COMPLETE DEVOTION to Cain Hargreaves. However, there's a catch! This subservience is nothing more than a false personality created by a psychic. His TRUE personality is mostly dormant at this point (though it IS present, in camp) and is a sadist with a slight fixation on Cain's pain-- but he's not picky about his victims, really. He's utterly self-serving.
He also has false memories of the fire that killed his parents, because of this, but his true self remembers the truth: that he set that fire. SO UH. HAVE FUN, PSYCHICS READING THIS \o]
Can I shapeshift/bodyswap/spit at/step on/etc?: Go for it.
Hugging/Kissing/Other non-violent physical contact: Go for it!
Maim/Murder/Death: Talk with me first, but the answer's likely to be no.
Cooking: He's fairly decent at it, but he's no professional.