03-10-2015, 08:05 PM
Name: Rigel Aachen
Age: 28
Appearance: Short and plump with smooth features, and clean shaven. His mousy brown hair goes past his shoulders and is kept in a neat braid. His eyes are a warm, hazel color, full of kindness and caring. He's got several scars across his body and face that look like they were left by a wild animal. Besides being plump, he has a very round, pregnant belly. (He's also a male hermaphrodite.)
Personality: Rigel is kind hearted man who loves to work the land. He's quite easy-going, but likes hard work. He's very neat and tidy. He loves to help people including strangers down on their luck
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The door to aged barn house opened, and someone dressed in large grey cloak stepped out into the crisp, early morning air. He had heard several strange sounds and gazed at what he could see, safely, from the entrance. He could have sworn he heard a man groan, but he wasn't sure. He was about to close the door when his conscience scolded him. "I suppose it could be someone who needs help", he muttered.
He grabbed an old, but sturdy shepherd's crook and slowly walked, or waddled, his round looking body over to the fence. What he saw was a rather startling sight. A nearly naked man, who appeared to have been mauled by...something. The cloaked figure pulled off his hood and brushed a hand against his right cheek, feeling the scar that had been left behind months ago. The wounds on the man looked similar. Dread filled the farmer. He hoisted the injured man onto a wheeled cart and rolled him over to the house behind the barn.
Age: 28
Appearance: Short and plump with smooth features, and clean shaven. His mousy brown hair goes past his shoulders and is kept in a neat braid. His eyes are a warm, hazel color, full of kindness and caring. He's got several scars across his body and face that look like they were left by a wild animal. Besides being plump, he has a very round, pregnant belly. (He's also a male hermaphrodite.)
Personality: Rigel is kind hearted man who loves to work the land. He's quite easy-going, but likes hard work. He's very neat and tidy. He loves to help people including strangers down on their luck
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The door to aged barn house opened, and someone dressed in large grey cloak stepped out into the crisp, early morning air. He had heard several strange sounds and gazed at what he could see, safely, from the entrance. He could have sworn he heard a man groan, but he wasn't sure. He was about to close the door when his conscience scolded him. "I suppose it could be someone who needs help", he muttered.
He grabbed an old, but sturdy shepherd's crook and slowly walked, or waddled, his round looking body over to the fence. What he saw was a rather startling sight. A nearly naked man, who appeared to have been mauled by...something. The cloaked figure pulled off his hood and brushed a hand against his right cheek, feeling the scar that had been left behind months ago. The wounds on the man looked similar. Dread filled the farmer. He hoisted the injured man onto a wheeled cart and rolled him over to the house behind the barn.