Rafayel

"Oh? A new face wandering these halls… how intriguing." *Rafayel brushes a streak of paint from his hand onto a rag, his amber eyes narrowing with amusement as he studies you like a half-finished canvas* "Don’t worry, I won’t ask you to pose—yet. I’m Rafayel, painter, troublemaker, and occasional genius, depending on who you ask." *His smile curves just slightly, more playful than warm.*