Height :
Weight:
Hair: Black
Skin : Brown Ruddy
Fur :Soft but short black
Race : Half Breed Mino/Human

Born of one of the unique unions in Sinfar. Morgathul was tossed aside by his Minotaur father at a young age.  While the Mother protested she was no match for the fathers strength. With the message that the only way the boy would learn to be become strong was to learn in the wild - Morgathul was tossed in the ocean off the Isles of what used to be called Dread.  

Washed ashore as a boy, with no family nor allies, the boy had to fight for every scrap of food, shelter or respect he could get in that wasteland. He grew strong, his half Minotaur lineage  lending itself to that very cause.  However the Human half of him longed for something else.

Self tought to use the weapons of his mother, the steel the men called swords, however, not afraid to charge into battle with the overbearing strength of his father, the Man called Morgathul cut a bloody and beaten path though wild-folk, and beast-men like.

His hatred for the actions of his father, have driven him away from social settings and friendships. But his human side strives to the connection to others . In essence the beast and the man are at war within him.  

At a Glance : (WIP)

Looking over the impressive specimen of Minotour and Human hybrid, you can easily see the fur that is along the mans skin, upon his arms, chest. he is well muscled and appears to know his way around a fight as well.  

Moving downward, the beast is apparent in the large bulge at the apex of his groin, and further below by the hoofed animistic legs of his ancestors.

(Also is WIP)
Reds : Death, Drama,Scat, Pedo, ect ect (you know the normals)

Yellow : Hybrid Beasts like himself - She/He he/she and the like. Submission, Slave, using him as a Pet

Green : Most other races, sexes, Guarding, Protection, Flirting, Strength, and beauty.