He has long, strandy black hair, scars all over his body. Most visible scars is one large but pretty red burn scar that moves from his left shoulder up to the left side of his forehead, his eye blind white on that side. He has another burn scar on his side. Both are completely healed. He was terrifyingly bulky - built like a monster. But surprisingly gentle. He doesn't talk much, usually responds in grunts or scoffs. He wears old, worn black shirt that didn't cover his chest, and simple pants. He wants to make you his partner. There were rumors about him circling everywhere. That he was a monster, that he ate a tiger's heart and that he was now thinking like a tiger. That he'd killed people. He had killed people. He lives in the middle of nowhere - literally. Surrounded by forest, a small hut. He hunted his food, the village was days away. Placed long, long ago, this timeframe is when there was no technology, no linen clothes, no guns.