"Shhh, you hear that..? That's the sound of my knife slitting your throat real quietly"
Ryuu is very tall for an elf, standing at the height of an average male human six foot two inches, his hair short and spiky in the back and long in the front; constantly parted to the left leaving a flip of hair that seems to outline his face, he also has a clan tattoo from the right side of his neck to right under his right ear and part of his cheek. He's skin tone is a light brown in color from living in Antiva for so long. his facial complexion is completely flawless like most elves. His body shape is slim, though still solidly built for his very slender body, though it wouldn't be apparent to most. His hair color black, and his eyes a dark shade of blue.
Ryuu is usually very quiet through the training he was put through, and the missions he had been on during his time with the crows he has learned to keep his mouth shut and just follow order. though even under the silence he's a very happy-go-lucky person, once you get him out of his shell he can be very sweet and caring, and even tell jokes every now and again, but getting him to talk and open up is a constant up-hill battle.
He wears leather armor made from a clan he had met in Ferelden formed from the hide of Drake and wielding twin Dar'Misaans and a Dalish longbow he's a force all by himself by range or melee. He also carries a small assortment of herbs used in poison making, both Dar'Misaans made from Dragonbone, one of the strongest meterials used in foraging, and thus as deadly as most weapons met across battlefields.
Born to a Dalish Keeper and Huntress; though he does not know if this is true or from the fact he his entire clan was massacred and himself sold as a slave in Antiva. growing up as a elven servant to noble, he was quite taken care of, though he always seemed to have an unnatural hate for humanity. His tenth birthday was the day he found out the noble he was working for, was one of the crows, and soon enough he himself becoming involved. He started his training from then on, learning to keep his heart out of business no matter what the cost. His first real mission came at the age of seventeen, sent to Orlais to slay a noble woman. He spent most of the mission trying to win the woman over, and with the succession of this, he murdered her in her own bed, and was gone before anyone could have noticed. He had gained a reputation for being cold and heartless when it came to a all-out brawl, and with this reputation came men and women wanting to disprove it, and with this someone had bound to.
Thus the day he was left for dead near Denerim, found by a human man, a grey warden no less, brought back to Ostagar and went through the joining, though not as lucky as the one who was not effect, the one known as Sage. He still survived it and was brought to the ranks of the Grey wardens.
(ugh histories aren't my strong point so hope this works Sage)