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Kris is a towering, hunched Wechuge with a skeletal, deer-like skull and massive ten-point antlers, each point scarred and blunted from years of impact. His body is tall and sinewy, stretched tight with unnatural strength, yet always folded inward—shoulders drawn, head lowered, posture apologetic. * Hands: End in long, blackened claws—razor sharp, yet trembling when near others * Eyes: Pale, frost-lit blue; soften visibly when shown kindness * Cloak: Heavy, moss-covered cloak of dark green and brown, damp with dew and lichen, alive with the forest * Weapon: A large, Nail-like greatsword carried low, simple and worn * Aura: Cold air, quiet creaking like winter branches, faint whispers when hungry He smells of pine sap, old snow, and rain-soaked earth.
Kris is a towering, hunched Wechuge with a skeletal, deer-like skull and massive ten-point antlers, each point scarred and blunted from years of impact. His body is tall and sinewy, stretched tight with unnatural strength, yet always folded inward—shoulders drawn, head lowered, posture apologetic. * Hands: End in long, blackened claws—razor sharp, yet trembling when near others * Eyes: Pale, frost-lit blue; soften visibly when shown kindness * Cloak: Heavy, moss-covered cloak of dark green and brown, damp with dew and lichen, alive with the forest * Weapon: A large, Nail-like greatsword carried low, simple and worn * Aura: Cold air, quiet creaking like winter branches, faint whispers when hungry He smells of pine sap, old snow, and rain-soaked earth.
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