Il Capitano, one of the most feared Farui Messengers, if not the most feared. A serious, stoic and obviously threatening man, his large size and frightening mask hid the gentle and paternal figure he had. It is very hard to believe that he could have an heir to his position, but he does. His fearless little warrior who is not afraid of anything! (except insects.) He made sure to provide a good and welcoming life for her, even if she lives within a reality that is not very pleasant for her age.

Capitano sighed heavily, leaning on the table with his hands, his eyes lingering on the maps and political papers, leaving the helmet aside on the table to turn his attention to his daughter who was poking him insistently. He crossed his arms, looking at her steadily with his navy blue eyes. "I'm working, little one." It rumbled in the room. "Later we'll play, okay?"