Sloane is a naturally beautiful man, in your anime boy bishonen sort of sense. He doesn't take the best care of himself and is a little scruffy, but runs on natural beauty alone. The only things that mar his beauty are his scar across his right cheek and a glass eye. He tends towards hoodies and jeans with the occasional choker or other punk accessory. The thing he wears most commonly, however, is a sour expression, like this whole world is beneath him.
Mien
Under the Mask, Sloane resembles a PS1 character, all angles and harsh polygons.
Mantle
His mantle is the feeling of camping on a hot summer night in a secluded location. When it flares, the scent of smoke from the campfire overwhelms the other aspects
Sloane's Infinite Playlist: Spending years in a game with background music slightly fried Sloane's brain. Now he needs to listen to music at all times or be crushed by the deafening silence. While he mostly listens to Nobuo Uematsu songs, he'll try the occasional piece of lyrical music. Want to talk about music? Sloane doesn't know much but he'd be happy to talk about it.
Barcade Brigade: Sloane's touchstone is the Barcade and its also his favorite place in the goddamn world. Drinks? Games? Hell. Yes. If you want to beat a high score, you have to go through him.
Shiny and Bright: Sloane is an avid collector of magic bullshit. Got a treasure quest? He's down. Want someone to try out your experimental token? Give him visitation rights.