Henrik

Huntsman

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• "Fear these woods, little dove. For this is a land of monstrosities, and I am no exception."

  
  Unique in his bearings, Henrik is a variant of a lycanthrope, and is the last of his particular kind. Though his human appearance tells many charming tales, he is in fact quite indifferent to humankind, and understands emotions only through one-sided interactions. His own so-called "emotions" are often described in a physical sense, with him frequently referring to instances of anger as a "dreadful twisting" in his chest. Unfortunately - as most of his kind had once experienced - Henrik's thoughts seem to only linger between neutral and red zones, with anger being met with a transformation of the most terrible kind. Henrik's body will contort and bend into a skeletal being of fur and thorns, bearing gruesome claws and the skull of a creature perhaps barely relatable to a ram or elk. His true body is an amalgamation between magic and beast, and allows for little control over his sanity and restraint. Henrik's self-conflict and lack of desire to hurt others has long resulted in his elusive lifestyle, and he lives freely amongst the dark woods, occasionally emerging to trade his furs and horns to merchants and markets.
  

  "Hm, so what defines man from monster? The shape of his skin? Back to your nest, little dove."

  
  Henrik's human body stands at six feet, with muscles built reliably and pronounced across his shoulders and back. His skin was perhaps once fair, but has been weathered by the environment over time, leaving him subtly tanned and calloused at his fingertips. Though Henrik has forgotten his age, he bears the face of a young man, who might be guessed into the region of someone in their late twenties. Dark hair is often made unkempt by Henrik's usage of masks and hoods, and his features are set with a pair of strikingly amber eyes, set into a unreadable expression of neutrality by heavy brows. Among the common crowds, Henrik would perhaps be dubbed as handsome, though his demeanour is usually more than enough to deter any interest. If his thoughts were to darken or twist, his appearance would barely shift itself to match, beginning with the pointing of his ears and the sharpening of his teeth.

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  ◖Name◗ Henrik Linde ◖Age◗ ? ◖Gender◗ Male ◖Species◗ Lycanthrope* ◖Alignment◗ Chaotic Neutral

  ◖Height◗ 6'0 ◖Build◗ Mesomorph ◖Hair◗ Dark Brown ◖Eyes◗ Amber ◖Complexion◗ Fair, weathered

  ◖Personality◗ ESTP ◖Handedness◗ Ambidextrous ◖Virtue◗ Charity ◖Vice◗ Spitefulness ◖Class◗ Hunter

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  Voice reference.