The red oni before you is old, infact it could be considered ancient with its snow white beard, balding head and skin toughened by numerous scars from weapons and magic of all kinds.

Although Ya Zhen might have withered over the decades, he clearly has some fight left in him. His arms are thick and muscular and eyes (all three of them) retain the spark of the sharp mind behind them.

A crown of mishapen horns of different sizes grows on his head, the largest of them jutting through his forehead. The horns, even if crooked and uneven are kept clean and are clearly a matter of pride for their owner.

Hedonistic by nature, Ya Zhen seems to enjoy what little life he has left and all the good things that come with it. Good food, alcohol and women are all near to his hearts.