Basics
Name:: Akumu
Race: Kitsune (Earth)
Profession: Eldritch Knight
Age: Mid 30's (by appearance)
Sexuality: Straight

Appearance
Human Form:
He stood well over six feet tall, towering over the average human and given the vulpine ears and tails - clearly more than one as well. His expression was darkly handsome, with the kind of harsh expression that one might call brooding had the man been younger - but instead settled as harsh and jaded with moderate age. His eyes were a sharp crimson, his presence radiating the kind of quiet power that only comes from one whom had seen much violence in their life, and lived to tell the tale.

That tale was carved into his flesh, dark, muscular, and riddled with scars from every type of injury imaginable. Some from weapons, some from burns, some from magical spells that had attempted to claim his life and failed. Most notable were those that carried the kind of sharp surgical precision and deliberate shape of runework that hinted at a past of magical experimentation forced upon the vulpine figure.

When he spoke, his voice was rich, deep, and stern - captivating and yet mostly terse. A man of few words save for amongst those rare few he felt more comfortable to speak more freely around. He was clearly the kind of man who chose very carefully where to place his energy and his efforts - one filled with discipline, and patience.

That discipline showed once his carefully kept clothing was removed - his body showing the signs of years of hard work - physically fit and carefully honed to wield the large blade slung across his back. Yet, despite all the physical might this kitsune seemed to carry with him - a certain aura of magical might still lingered... one easily sensed by those with the ability to do such things.


Hybrid Form:
A veritable ocean of midnight fur, swirling like an abyss ready to swallow up those nearby. Beneath that ebon coat of shadow, rippling muscles shifted, carrying the bestial fox with relative ease. The only thing that broke apart that endless tide of black was the various scars that showed occasionally when the fur shifted the right way.

If it weren't for the multitude of fox tails that flicked behind the creature, one wouldn't be wrong to assume this creature was closer to a werewolf than a kitsune, and yet the tails give it away... revealing the hulking frame of untamed fur, scars, and muscles to be some form of hybrid fox - clearly one used to combat - lacking much of the grace and coy nature that his more tricky cousins carry... trading it instead for a presence of raw ferocity and malice.

Green Lights:
Long-term Roleplay, Para+, Romance, Adventure, Events, Storylines, Drama, Conflict, Character Growth, Friendly Tells (if you like what you read, send me a tell so we can meet!)

Yellow Lights:
Walk-up ERP requests (depends on mood)

Red Lights:
Men in erp, blood/gore/bathroom materials in erp, non-developing characters.