Is always dressed in a long brown duster, thick leather gloves on each of his hands and black workers boots. Not too impressive. A brown rimmed hat that castes shadows over his face, the bottom half of his face were covered in wraps like a mummy, shoulder length black hair peeked out from beneath his hat. His wings are hidden from view unless he needs them or wants them to be seen, he usually levitates just above the ground. The fallen is a nameless being, regardless of his name it is unclear of weather he is a fallen angel or not. The only title he has gained is the angel of music, wereever he goes there is usually a sad yet beautiful soft melody playing that can usually put a human to sleep but usually not intentionally. There is no clear reason for why he ever plays the song, he just does whenever the chance presents it's self. He is fully capable of playing other songs, he could go on and on and on but this is his favorite