Jonster

From Desolation

You say, "Jonster? There lies a sleeping giant. Let him sleep, for when he wakes, he will move the world."

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A figure is before you, who seems to almost clad himself in shadow as though it were his alone to control, melding into darkness wherever it may be. He is dressed in black pants, with heavy combat boots, with a black trenchcoat over his broad, large shoulders, open all the way down. He has no shirt on under this coat, and his ripping abdomenis visible, clearly the result of training going far beyond what vanity would produce. His chest muscles are equally developed, and from the calculated yet confident way he carries himself, seems to be something of a fighter.

He stands at around 5'10, but seems to have a presence that could fill a room and change the tone to one of abject morbidity. Despite some signs of his long black hair being bleached by the sun, it retains almost all of it's origninal darkness, suggesting this man either spends a lot of time indoors, or only travels outside at night. The features of his face are in contrast quite pale, against suggesting his time is spent out of the sun, perhaps going some way to explaining why he wears a trenchcoat in the desert. His face is that of a hansome man, but his dark, dark brown, almost black eyes seem to exude an impression of emptiness.

Yet when he smiles, revealing sharp, almost fang like teeth, he seems to be filled with something altogether the antithesis of empty. Perhaps it seems like subtle mirth. Perhaps irony. Yet the expression on his face, and the slight marks of red on those teeth seem to suggest something far more sinister. It seems to be the incarnate face of pure bloodlust.