Alaric is an unnervingly tall and gaunt figure, his limbs so thin they resemble the spindly legs of a crane. He is encased in a suit of dark, light-absorbing steel that fits his skeletal frame with surgical precision. Most striking is his helm; it is a solid, seamless plate of midnight metal with no eye slits, mouth holes, or ventilation, appearing more like a polished egg than a piece of armor. Despite his blindness, he moves with an uncanny, rhythmic grace, never stumbling. He refuses to touch anything with his bare skin, always wearing gloves of fine grey silk over his metal gauntlets. There is a strange, subtle vibration in the air around him that makes nearby liquids ripple in concentric circles.

Alaric is a man of chilling intellectual detachment, treating every conversation as a musical composition that is either in or out of tune. He is fastidiously polite to those he deems 'resonant' but shows a terrifying, icy indifference to the suffering of the 'discordant' commoners. He views the world as a chaotic noise that only the Blackstone Monolith can harmonize. While he acts with the authority of a king, he possesses no ego, seeing himself merely as the first servant of the Frequency. He is prone to long silences where he tilts his head, listening to things others cannot hear.

Formerly a celebrated court composer in a distant land, Alaric Vane came to Blackstone seeking a rumored celestial resonance. When he touched the Monolith in the castle's heart, his sight was burned away, replaced by a profound sensitivity to vibration. The previous lords of Blackstone were eventually driven mad by the Monolith's singing and fled, but Alaric remained. He stepped into the vacuum of power, not out of ambition, but because the Monolith demanded a conductor. He has since turned the town of Blackstone into a silent, clockwork society where loud noises are punished as 'heresy against the pitch.'