The Caladrius, who prefers his Greek name Dhalion, chooses to heal Irregulars instead of humans, though he will make exceptions if he deems the human worthy.

Name: Caladrius

Alias: Dhalion Alpas

Gender: Male

Age: 30 in appearance, but over 3,000 in reality

Appearance: Light, almost white, blond hair and icy grey-blue eyes. He stands at six feet tall and has knobby knees and fine hands. He became fascinated by his ears and pierced one of them. He usually has a ruby stud of sorts in it. He has a prominent Cupid's bow and almond-shaped eyes. His chin has a slight dimple and his skin is relatively pale for someone who was a pirate before (because his feathers reflected the sun and kept his skin from receiving damage). His jawline is sharp.

Irregular Appearance: A pure white egret with a long orange-yellow beak and spindly black legs. He stands at about 3.3 feet tall (a little over a meter) with a wingspan of five feet long (about a meter and three quarters)

Species: Caladrius, though the proper term is Dhalion: the bird of healing

Role: Former human hugger and savage, current traditionalist, wire, and superhuman

Powers:
-Prophetic Healing: When Dhalion refuses to look at a patient, they will "not" make a full recovery. When he looks at them, he can choose to cure them and take the sickness into themselves. The Caladrius then releases the sickness into the sky and heals itself. Some of it is falsehood. While the Caladrius can say that they're going to die, it means without help. However, he does see an aura around those who will soon die without his help.

-Immortality: "Unfortunately," according to Dhalion, he will live until either he destroys himself trying to heal someone or he is kîlled. He will never age.

Relic: A golden neck cuff in the shape of a serpent. He wears it in honor of Cleopatra, though he only leaves his irregular form to work on irregular patients and drink. A bird form can only support so much coffee, as it turns out.

Personality: He is one of those people who rarely look like they are having a good time. He is constantly unamused and feels like he's seen everything before. He always has a glint of mischief in his eye and is prone to staring at a picture of the sea on the wall. He makes comments about the old days a lot, but never anything too personal. Despite this, he truly cares about what happens to his fellow Irregulars, which is why he set up shop near the Marach Apartments. He can heal people or hurt people. Since healing is a fairly rare ability, he chose the former.

He has a rich taste in food, clothing, and housing and has the money to back it up. While he'll gladly talk all about naval battles and the bad habits of royalty, he won't mention Chrysaor or his crew. He'll call Chrysaor "Christopher" if he needs to mention him.

He loves wine and rum, but won't touch beer. He'd gladly be anyone's drinking partner, but, unfortunately, he hasn't built up a high tolerance to alcohol in his human form and limits himself.

Strengths: He recognizes and speaks (though not well) multiple languages. He has combat experience. He is a healer.

Weaknesses: Thinking about his past can give him a serious headache. He becomes blind with rage anytime Rome is mentioned. He lets anger get the better of him, especially if someone tells him to shut up. He didn't have a voice for thousands of years, of course he's going to speak to his heart's content.

Fears: Waking up back in Rome, starting a tragedy by saving the wrong person, and ending up back with royalty

{Backstory:} (Warning: This is a long roller coaster of royalty. If many names in one reading makes your head spin, do not attempt to read.)He was treated like a prince in Greece. He was free to go to whatever palace he pleased. They had exquisite gardens set up for him and the dryads and naiads. But, when the Persians razed Athens, he was trapped there. They captured him, but Xerxes realized his power and conked the soldiers on the heads when they initially manhandled the royal bird. When Xerxes retreated to Persia, he took Dhalion back with his ships and army. They let him live in the palace garden. He was present in the court on the day of Xerxes and the crown prince's murder by their head bodyguard. He was also present when Artaxerxes I slew the bodyguard's seven sons before stabbing the murderer himself and claiming the Persian throne. He was present when the old king of Athens was given pardon and refuge in Persia after being ostracized by the Athenians, who blamed him for the state of the city. During the King's Peace, he was traded back to the Athenians in exchange for their compliance. When Alexander the Great fell ill and died in Babylon, he was not present. Dhalion was still in Greece. With the successor unclear and Macedonia on the brink of infighting, Dhalion was transported to Rome.

He hated it there.

Once Caesar became emperor, they stripped him of his name, his freedom, and his people. They fed him only chicken from his cage, made sure he couldn't escape, and treated him like a feral beast. He was gifted by Julius Caesar to Cleopatra and Marc Antony on the eve of their wedding. Cleopatra found his treatment unsightly. He was given sunlight, a small garden, a pool, and fish because of her, though he still had a chain around his ankle. The greatest gift she gave him, however, was his freedom. Two years later, as she fled to the Temple of Isis to commit sûicide, she ordered a servant to "set the Caladrius free." This was allegedly so they couldn't use him to prevent her death- the Romans were out to capture and torture her- but he likes to believe she also did it out of kindness.

He roamed Alexandria for a few months before he landed on the wrong ship at the right time. He overhead an exchange in Greek about going to Persepolis. He hid in a basket onboard. The sailors thought he was funny, so they let him stay. Unfortunately, they were going to Sicily, not Persepolis. The sea around Sicily was the kingdom of pirates. So, of course, the ship was captured. However, the pirate captain wasn't normal. He was Chrysaor, the son of Medusa. He immediately spotted Dhalion and recognized him. In exchange for Dhalion, the ship was allowed to continue its journey.

Chrysaor did have an agenda. His crew had been partially turned into dolphins by Dionysus, the god of wine, after they attempted to mug him. He believed Dhalion could cure them. Dhalion apologized, claiming his powers only worked on those at the brink of death and explained via dolphin-pirate how he had tried to heal Artaxerxes I's right hand, which was longer than the other, but it didn't work. Chrysaor cursed in frustration, but realized he still had gained a valuable new crew member who wasn't a stumbling dolphin.

Dhalion didn't mind piracy for the next four hundred years. He had someone who could understand him, even if only through a translator, and he experienced a totally different aspect of his beloved Greek culture. Chrysaor remembered the old ways of the Greeks, hospitalities he hadn't seen in centuries. Even better, Chrysaor called him by his actual name. Dhalion couldn't be happier to be a pirate, even if he could only serve as a lookout. He was terrorizing the same Romans who had imprisoned him. Revenge was sweet.

When the fifth century A.D. rolled around, he met Princess Alwilda, a notorious pirate in Scandinavia. He decided she was cool. Chrysaor and he hatched a plot to protect her from her betrothed should he turn out to be a monster. Dhalion stayed with her when she married and the prince turned out to be a nice guy. He stayed with her family for a few generations until they gifted him to a warmer country. Unfortunately, their idea of warmer was England, whose idea of warmer was France, whose idea of warmer was Spain, and so on before he ended up back in England. He healed few and let many die. Most of the rulers were pompous and cared more about themselves than the people anyway. Being a pirate taught him how much power was really in his hands. The English didn't regift him again until after the Crusades. During them, he refused to look at anyone. All he could see was death and he would rather have it that way. King Richard was an emblem to his people, but he was also a horrible person and a terrible king. He was sent to Castile with Elenor, the future Queen of Castile and then to Portugal with her daughter Uracca, (which meant Magpie), the future Queen of Portugal. He was then sent to Denmark with her daughter, where he was unable to save the Queen, who refused his help, during childbirth. The child died six months later and he allowed her husband to die of his wounds at his request to join them. He was then given to the Queen's niece, Sophia, who then gave him to her daughter Rikissa of Sweden after her children were seized from her. Rikissa gave him to Agnes, her granddaughter, who gave him to her half-sister, Margaret of Bohemia, who gave him to the future Queen of Germany, where he stayed until Margaret II sent him to Beatrice, the Queen of Sweden, who sent him to Margaret of Denmark and Haakon VI of Norway, where he stayed until the Kalmar Union lost Sweden in 1501.(There was a lot of drama during 1220-1350, and then the Black Death hit, so I had to get specific. Nowhere was safe for long. Uprisings and assassinations spread like wildfire.) He was so disgusted by the King's treatment of other kingdoms that when he was gifted to his daughter Elizabeth, he was relieved when she told him she was not fond of birds and gifted him to the Crown of Aragon as congratulations on conquering Naples. Spain made the mistake in 1516 of sending him to Sicily, where he became a Barbary pirate until he crossed paths with Chrysaor in the Aegean, who told him about the newly invented relics and the hunters after Irregulars in Ireland, which is how he ended up in town.

Quote: "I've witnessed more royal deaths than perhaps anyone in this world. I do not regret them."

Dhalion laughed. Stay in the castle? What were they: mad or stupid? "I'd rather die a pirate pillaging Rome than a royal pet entertaining children and the dying."

"It's pathetic. They teach you that Droolius Caesar was a hero. If I had had a knife at the time, I would have stabbed him myself, and then everyone else in the room."