A slender, 30-year-old human wizard with golden, sun-kissed skin and sunken cheeks, clad in dark, velvety black robes with intricate, swirling silver runes that shimmer like moonlight, stands upright amidst a wild tumble of long, flowing, very dark red-brown hair cascading down his back like a river of night, his slender neck and prominent cheekbones evoking a sense of melancholic beauty, as if carved from sandstone, with a subtle Art Nouveau elegance. He leans heavily on the Staff of Magius, a 6-foot wooden quarterstaff polished to a warm honey-brown sheen, topped with a golden claw grasping a small pale blue crystal orb that radiates an ethereal, pulsing glow, casting a mystical aura around him. The wizard's robes seem to absorb the light around him, while the silver runes shimmer with a soft, Mucha-inspired luminescence, infusing the scene with a vibrant, symbolic energy, reminiscent of Beksiński's dreamlike landscapes and Rembrandt's dramatic lighting
