Elias has the refined features of his elven heritage but looks physically exhausted, his skin a sickly pale. He has dark hair that has begun to prematurely gray at the temples. His eyes are his most striking feature, wide and dilated, they seem to track movements in the shadows that no one else can see. He is usually seen wearing heavy, ink stained scholar's robes and clutches a thick journal to his chest as if his life depends on it.

Elias is a man of quiet observations and polite reserve. He is not naturally outgoing and often seems slightly detached from his surroundings, causing others to find his steady gaze unsettling. When he is frightened or stressed, he does not panic. Instead, he becomes eerily calm, growing quieter and more attentive to every minute detail. He relies more on his intuition and gut feelings than the logic he once prized in the archives.

For years Elias served as a simple archivist in a provincial town, his life defined by the dust of old treaties and the steady rhythm of transcription. He found a strange solace in the world of books and built a lasting friendship with a retired adventurer who sought his help for research. His life took a terrifying turn when he traveled to the capital to deliver documents for the royal tournament. During the Queen's horrific transformation, Elias looked into her eyes and felt a cosmic, unknowable intelligence look back. He was the only one who felt that psychic tether, and since that moment, the fabric of his reality has begun to fray. His once sharp mind is now a swirl of fogs and vivid dreams, and strange, flickering lights follow him when he loses focus. He spent the weeks after the tournament hiding in the palace archives, watching in terror as colleagues and officials began to act like hollow shells or entirely different people. He realized the corruption was deep and systemic. After the King's death, he fled to his old friend's inn, fearing that the authorities or the unseen force within him would soon find him. He now records every single detail of his day in a journal, terrified that his own memories are being rewritten by the entity that reached out to him in the chaos.