The man before you is pitiful in every sense of the term.. Small, diminutive frame, frequent fits of coughing and fatigue. How he can even manage to get through each day is a mystery. But he's nothing if not stubborn, and so he soldiers on each day.
First impressions beyond that are of a Mage, verified more so by those with the sense to be able to tell. Not any weak one either. A trade off for the frail frame perhaps? Then the question begs, why is a Xaela alone beyond the steppe? Especially in his condition, certainly there has to be some reasoning for his exodus away from his homeland.
To any knowledgeable in the Tribes of Azim's Steppe, he is Kagon through and through, from pale skin to the severe aversion to sunlight. Each day is spent layered in several wraps, hiding away from light as though it were a plague.