This Shal is not amongst the youngest around. As he slowly reaches the turn of his first half-century, some would say his fighting years are over ; but what he lacks in physical strength, he obviously makes up in skill and style.

 Style ; one thing this swordsman does not lack. His long and thick blonde hair seems magically arrayed, his chain armour is made of the finest mithral and constantly maintained in perfect shape, his grey outfit is flawless and his dark velvet cloak does not show a single wrinkle. His worn out boots are the only sign revealing that he does get out of the cosy salons and into the wild occasionally. His light blue eyes and proud features reveal his noble origins, as do his polite -some say haughty- manners and speech.

 Those who have seen Donato de Casa-Branca fight remember he keeps perfect composure and proportions at all time, showing off his skills, perhaps just for the sake of it, perhaps also to hit where he knows it will hurt. He has gathered extensive knowledge on fighting techniques, wild creatures anatomy, monsters' strengths and weaknesses, and makes good use of it in any situation. He writes manuals and handbooks to share this knowledge, though little students have shown interest so far.

 He usually travels light, carrying only his weaponry : a finely crafted rapier bearing the family coat of arms, a small hammer of white metal and a broad-bladed dagger, a small shield of soot-black wood.

"More than prince of cats, I can tell you. O, he is
The courageous captain of compliments. He fights as
You sing prick-song, keeps time, distance, and
Proportion; rests me his minim rest, one, two, and
The third in your bosom: the very butcher of a silk
Button, a duellist, a duellist; a gentleman of the
Very first house, of the first and second cause:
Ah, the immortal passado! the punto reverso! the
Hai!"
         Mercutio in Romeo and Juliet, Act 2 - Scene 4