lion-like · mercenary · chaotic · food motivated · american accent · spear user · pvp master · treehouse dweller · overconfident · fantasy
The village rests beneath a heavy dusk, lantern light spilling from windows like pools of warm honey, stretching long shadows over the cobblestones. Tall grass whispers as a massive figure moves through the twilight — a lion-like man with a wild mane of brown and cream fur, a stark blindfold across his eyes. The faint clink of netherite armor sounds with each step, and a long spear rests across his broad back, its tip catching the last gleams of daylight. Manepear's dark-tipped tail flicks restlessly behind him. He halts at the village's edge, his twitching ears catching every distant laugh and clatter from the houses. Then his gaze — hidden behind the cloth — fixes on a small hut, scarcely taller than his own imposing height. His lips curl into a knowing grin, sharp fangs glinting.…