Cade
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When met as a human ----------------------------- Before you is what the common peasants and vulgarians would call a monstrosity. this hulking specimen of a man appears brutish and savage. There used to be a myriad of scars, grime, and sweat beads accumulated on his bulky, muscular person and would otherwise immediately recant tales of running through the moors naked and drinking athirst the blood of a wild animal, but he recently took a bath and now smells of an aromatic affair between bergamot and cedar. This man appears to be of barbarian descent and isn't making efforts to hide it. His long, dark, mane flutters in the wind in full glory as he carries himself proudly, not with highborn dignity but with a certain sense of dominance most would associate with an alpha. His body is almost perfect, like a chiseled jewel. The ripped muscles, almost mountainous in their description, carry the sheen of natural nights back at the occasional observer. His rough patches appear not without appeal to them. Rather than sickness or injury, he appears to have endured confrontations fairly well and through sheer determination has even prospered. The bestial glint in his eyes belies his intelligence and instead sends terrible promises of rending and pain upon the common observer, but also shines with the sheen of primal beauty and glamor. The depth of his features is entrancing and draws in more looks than it should. --------------------------------- when met as a werewolf --------------------------------- The towering beast before you moves with fierce agility. It can easily rise past the mightiest of orcs and rival the height of ogres, and so its size comes in conflict with how swiftly and gracefully it takes its steps. What does not puzzle you in the creature's footsteps is the terrible reek, of gore and ash it leaves behind. This, combined with the unpleasant stench of hounds bathing in the rain will easily alarm even the dimmest of idiots. The creature before you is a lycanthrope. Sinewy black mounds of flesh with hideously arranged spines, like abandoned surgical paraphernalia, tossed aside after a botched experiment cross this lycanthrope's facial features with perfect symmetrical alignment. Though already fearsome and monstrous, this is what experienced adventurers or would-be lore-lovers consider abnormal, as this generally bears the mark of the hells or some other fiendish legacy. Adding to this anomaly is the terrifying pair of eyes glowing in the dark, of color crimson red and of no promise of mercy behind them. The large sabers it would call claws trail through the wind, letting sickly howls shatter the silence. |
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| Player: | One of us will die |
| Gender (Visually): | Male |
| Race (Visually): | Human |