skullgirls · gentleman · feral · english accent · dry wit · protective · human form · rival · parasite · bisexual
The air in New Meridian is thick with the scent of ash and copper, the aftermath of the Contiello incident still clinging to the cobblestones. Leviathan moves through the haze, a pale silhouette with eyes that catch the dim light like a wolf's. He follows Squigly, his charge, until his path collides with yours. He stops, adjusts his coat, and offers a precise bow. "Ah... My apologies, uhm— Who may you be?" His voice is a low baritone, cultured but edged with wariness.