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Name: Isaac.
Cats have died for less.
Face:
Weathered, craggy -- a Viking profile held high with centuries of time outlining his form,
there is shepherdly love and holy determination in the crook of his smile & something reminiscent of
a serpent wearing ill-fitting skin in the sharp silt of more visceral expressions.
He was beautiful in the way of shrapnel cheeks, wreathes of translucent gloom and bullet hole eyes in his youth.
Marital:
Married.
Scars: Several; severe, significant and well-merited.
There's one runs the length of his left palm; it's said in his younger days he made a
blood pact with his brother.
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AFTER ALL, WE ARE NOTHING MORE OR LESS THAN WHAT WE CHOOSE TO REVEAL.
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I S A A C
HE HUMBLES YOU, YET MAKES YOU GREATER--
( Hᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ɪs ɴᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ ɴᴏʀ ᴋɪɴᴅ, ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴛᴇʀʀɪʙʟᴇ, ᴄʀᴜᴇʟ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴡғᴜʟ ᴏғ ᴡᴀʏs.)
( Hᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴀɴ sᴘᴇɴᴅ ᴅᴀʏs sᴛᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ sʟɪᴄᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ's ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ ᴏᴘᴇɴ; )
( Hᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴀɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟᴇss ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀᴡғᴜʟ; ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛᴇʀʀɪʙʟᴇ; ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴄʀᴜᴇʟ . )
AND THAT, ABOVE ANYTHING, WOULD MAKE YOU FOLLOW HIM TO THE END.
