Standing a great deal taller than the average man this hooved fellow wears a menagerie of clothes that make up his 'armor'. Worn leathers, cloth and random pieces of golden ornamental raiments to make his ensemble. It is definitely one of a kind, as the belt across his chest holds an antique double-barrelled flintlock with some odd stamp of some faraway kingdom. Usually carrying any odd-end weapon, his claws are obviously one of his more preferred methods of defense.

Though in such a place as this, it is a boon that he carries a few small weapons. A short sword, or two, might be seen on his belt. Occasionally even a greatsword might be strapped onto his back. Or a shield might be in it's place with some other implement of adventuring towards the sword and board style of fighting.

His build is muscled, chiseled and finely toned. An athlete if ever there was one. His build isn't one that is grotesquely ripped like a champion bodybuilder, but more like someone who is used to having to lift their own weight over and over whilst bending through odd-end spaces. Though if one were to think he was some sneakster sort, they would be sorely disappointed. As his hooves now bear a set of mere mithril horseshoes, which give off a light little clopping as he walks down cobble roads.

His skin and muscles are dense and thick to the feeling, though with enough force one would feel a hint of pliable nature to his body. His ability to alter shape and size quite evident, and as attested to through his inky and glue-like black blood.

For now, he smells lightly of a nice wood fire. Not an intense, nose-twisting burned smell, though akin to as if someone had been tending to a campfire for a while. A rather pleasant scent of cedar mingling with the scent. Though at all times there is an undertone of brimstone.




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Just have fun out there?


Reds: Anything against server rules, childlike characters, scat, waterplay, gore and needless violence. People who refuse to accept consequences for their actions! Metagamers and godmoders.

Yellows: Halflings and halfling-sized characters, long-term relationships and romance - Baird's personality makes him resist that urge to stick with one woman, expect to work for his constant affections!

Greens: Almost anything and everything imaginable? Though! A list: Excessive cum, messy orgasms, various types of vore, cum inflation, condoms and all the things that go with them, lewd insertions, wild women, strong women, and child-bearing hips! Impregnation, the risk of it or actual happening is fine! Slavery of others. This character can become a slave only under exceptional roleplay or OOC agreement. Assassinations, and wetwork. Adventuring, roleplay, theaters, the stage, and acting.

Whites: Crazy-rough sex that only angels, demons and really fecking sturdy people could survive. Furniture wrecking, body-wrecking sex. Like angry sex, or makeup sex. Both? Sure. All at once.
























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For those who ever see him naked, which isn't all to hard to achieve, as his theatrical style and flair for the dramatic tends to lead him down strange and chaotic flights of fancy. They'd see the strong horse-legs that are built to fit a clydesdale or destriere end up his thighs just quarter-way. His shins and ankles bearing a coating of smooth pelt, and his ankles having a slightly thick ring of hair that is signature of a strong breed of horse.

This would lead some to imagine his equine traits taint all of his body, and they'd not be incorrect. His equine shaft is always partially erect, easily weeping beads of gooey precum when excited. The slightly flared and flattened tip puckers around the slightly gaping cumslit that would be the business end of his manhood. Massively endowed for his size, his girth is about a few inches thick, with the length of this monstrous cock leaving it slapping between his thighs easily like some dangling club. The underbelly of his vein-wrapped shaft holds those strong cum-pumping muscles that are hard and bulging out from the tight surface of his cock's skin. Serving as extra stimulation in the form of hard, knotted ridges down the length of his stud-worthy shaft, only ending between his two swollen grapefruit-sized orbs, swaying between his powerful thighs as they twitch and quiver under curious touches. These twin orbs tightly swollen with his virility, so potent that it comes in thick gelatinous globs that stick and cling. Utterly sticky and messy, no doubt, to anyone lewd or unlucky enough to be on the receiving end of his desires!



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