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[O]Sex: Male
[O]Race: Fiend                  
[O]Age: Zimmerframe-worthy
[O]Accent: Barovian
[O]Scent: Too much aftershave!
[O]Homeplane: Baator
[O]Likes: Coffee, beachside walks, new books, Paladin tears.
[O]Dislikes: Rap, holy symbols.
[O]Discord: DM me
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Rising to around six feet, his lithe yet sinewy physique seamlessly merges supernatural agility. His fur boasts a hue of dark grey, a glossy and sleek veneer, beneath which a subtle luminescence courses, casting an eerie radiance as he moves. golden-hued claws poke out from the top of fingerless gloves, a practical and ever-ready weapon of choice.

His head is a striking fusion of canine and fiendish features, with sharp, inquisitive yellow eyes that seem to pierce through the very soul of those who meet his gaze. Oversized, jackal-like ears rise from his temples, adding to his magisterial appearance. Within his maw, two tiers of razor-sharp teeth glisten with a yellow hue, forming a fearsome arsenal tailored for rending and tearing as a seasoned predator of the hells.

Contrasting his visage, Dantalion exhibits a penchant for very human attire that belies his beastial looks. His wardrobe consists of  His words seem similarly cultivated with care; sounding genteel, soft and purposeful. The fiend carried a slight accent but his fluency in the prime common was evident enough.