Kynigos

Kynigos is a hunter. He is cold and calculating, and there is no touch of softness in his grip or warmth in his crimson eyes. Perhaps once he was something more. Perhaps, a long time ago, before the years of greed and war and bloodshed corrupted his soul, Kynigos was someone kind and gentle.

Now he is a monster with a blade in his hand, hunting for his next prey, for the next chase.

In the gladiatorial arena, he fights with a brutality that makes even the most hardened warrior wary of him. Still, despite his bloody fighting style and the cold pit that is his heart, there is no trace of sadism in his eyes.

There is no malice in his words. There is not a drop of venom in his voice. He gains no joy from the blood soaking his claws, from feel of his prey giving in beneath his blows.

Kynigos is the embodiment of the hunt; he is the thing that lives in the hearts of predators, the voice in the hunter's mind that guides them to their next kill. He is the creature that lurks in the dark, seeking his elusive white whale. The one who breathes death, the one with no goals except to chase, to hunt, to kill.

He is Kynigos, The Hunter.

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• Pansexual
• Despite his scars, many find him to be incredibly handsome and charming
• Rarely smiles, if he does, it looks more like he's baring his fangs
• Has taken a liking to observing the clan and the occasional traveler
• Has a list of ways to hunt and kill the many demons and gods that take residence in these diseased lands
• Kind of adopted a young Goaler that he, Ahuva and Grimm named Delphinium (and they also all co-parent him, apparently?)

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