All over the milleniums, Silva had alot of different appearances, from the little boy he was 2542 years ago, to today, a grown up men. The member's in his clan are all natives from Snow village, even though they wear clothes that well, shouldn't be enough for the bad weather.
2522 years ago, Silva had a fresh look on his face. The Patch tribe lived calmly on Snow Village, and ruled over it, easily. He had no scars on his face at all, and he had a peacefully life. His black eyes, had a small glither rarely seen. You could look in his eyes, and that relaxing feeling you feel sometimes would wave through your body, making you feel so quiet, yet, not. He had long hair, with two large threads of hair falling to the front. He had always, a tall hat, to cover for his head, in signal of his clan. He wore comfortable clothes, white shirts matching white robes, but on top of that, he wore a big robe, white with black marks all over it, containing some kind of device into his left-arm, from a long age now. The Patch Tribe communicated between themselfs using that.
After he was reborn, 1875 years ago, he took a younger form, only keeping his knowledge, and his oracle. Obviously, inside that young boy, who liked to play pranks on the Apatche's, there was the knowledge of a sage, he just didn't know that, atleast not yet. He had big spiky hair. He had a comfortable, amazingly, battle suit, this time escaping the common tribe clothing, even generating some policy between the familys, but after they found out the whole story the accepted it, just to prepare him. He wore a black vest and a pair of black jeans, with the common sandals, black as well. He still had the communicating device, now named Oracle, to send messages to the Apatches in times of needs. But now, he contained two swords, and he never let those get away.
Silva, 1352 years ago, on his third and almost last regenaration, containing an evil form, posessed, withou even himself knowing that. He took a form, well resembling his second regenaration, his 'person' was changed though. He had long black hair, falling down to his back, with two big round earings,one on each ear. He had black eyes, that sent a feeling of hatred when looked directly upon them, yet he didn't knew why. Even though he was young, he worked out alot, and had a musculed body, with a small tan. He usually didn't wear a shirt, just usually a robe closed up in the neck, so the body wouldn't be seen, but sometimes he opened it, and had only a pair of red jeans, with a belt, with the same symbol, one of the earings. Did the symbol on the earings and the belt mean anything? No, they didn't. He wore wristbands on each wrist, with the same symbol, and a big pair of sandals, closed in the front but open in the back, red and black.
This is the last regeneration, 28 years ago. He came in a more rusty form, since he took more years then usually to be called upon to help around, since he usually comes when the world is danger, so, he always comesback, unless he is sealed properly. Inside him lay many spirits, and too much knowledge to be around like that. As a kid, he had a small tan as well, a musculed body, with long spiky hair all around his head, like in his second regeneration. He had the same armour he had when he regenerated three times, but when he grew up he thought he needed something more, well, able. He grew his hair, and tied them in two pony-tails letting them loose in the front, with an Apatche headband, and a green line over his nose. He had two feathers on his head as well. He had a big brown shirt and a brown robe for his legs. He had a big white robe all over him, with black drawings all over it, of course. He could close the robe sometimes, over his neck, but he usually didn't. He had a big silver eagle strapping the robe in two pieces close to the neck, leaving only the bottom part and the middle part open. He had a pair of metal sandals, able to kick trees down.
