Näerks has a well build body; he may not appear to be able to lift a building, but his muscles doesn’t remain undefined. It may because his odd-shaped sword looks heavy on its own. Returning to his pale skinned body, his light blond hair flows from the spiked up down to the long rive to the bottom of his neck. Standing his feet, he measures about 6’6, while his body weights around 195 pounds. His eyes are silvered eyes match his top sleeveless shirt, while metallic warmers assured a protection of his forearms. His brown pants assured for a swift movement, and his boots had a bronze plate in them on top of his feet.

He’s the type of guy whom everybody knows only by rumors. Although his name is somewhat known, he is usually nicknamed ‘Unseen Umbra’ because he often appears out of no where when someone is in need, or just for a fight, and he’s most often seen with dark colored oufits. He’s neither good nor bad, but found his way to have a goal in his mind: Find the one that could match him. Näerks found his time boring and want to see if someone could match him into a brawl, and it was his case of several conflict with literally every class of people; poor or right, he doesn’t acknowledge their importance. Even if his life is based on fights, he does like adventure times to times, which is why he prefers to travel than stay in a place within a month. Even appeared quite harsh, if you don’t pick the wrong side of him, he will be soft and easy.

Näerks’ story is based on rumors that tavern tellers often talk about him, or something that he might be involved in. One thing was clear; he wasn’t just a normal human. The place he’d traveled through at this moment didn’t make sense, since it would take days, even weeks to reach them. However, he appeared there, maybe faster than those falsified stories about him. The truth that himself doesn’t know lays behind the mystery of his coming into this world. Like so, he just appears around, helping the poor and the rich in the moments of battles, depending on who have the upper hand, and his next path became unheard when blood was left from his previous battle. Many wants his head, but there isn’t a large broad of people who dares to care for the man himself, fearing for their lives. His first confirmed kill wasn’t traced at all, since it went back to when he was a child, adopted by parents whom he didn’t know about, and they lived in forest in which he hopes to revisit one day.