The Bonely Wanderer

~ Flavour Text ~

He lurks on the edge of the treeline, wondering what was so great about the loud machines and concrete boxes. Never would he envision himself amongst the common men and women, not a chance...

~ Bio ~

Name: Wesley
Age: 22-25
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual, male lean
Position: Switch

~ Body information ~

Height: 5'8"
Weight: 178lbs
Body Shape: Well build Mesomorph
Impairments: Due to a birth defect he doesn't have a left eye, the socket is as empty as the skull he wears.
Birthmarks/Scars: Scars litter his body from interactions with animals
Tattoos: None

~ Mental information ~

Personality traits: Aloof, cautious but curious... An estranged individual who doesn't trust modern life.
If they like you: He'll show you wonders that the blaring city can't offer.
If they hate you: He'll snarl at you and dart away if possible.
Impairments: Heavy Trust Issues, can't speak any human language fluidly.
Habits: Speaking with animals, adapted animalistic behaviours

~ Background ~

Wesley doesn't remember how he ended up out there... all he's ever known is the wilds. He was raised in a broken-down hut by a strange beast... a Wendigo. Why didn't it kill him? Why did it instead bring it somewhere remote and raise it? Who can say... He is convinced he is its kin, even wearing a skull on top of his head at all times.

With time came curiosity, the Wendigo disappeared from the hut when it sensed he longed for more beyond the same dreary clearing. While saddened at its guardian's departure, it allowed him to freely travel around the country. He tried going into one of the concrete jungles but... it didn't end well. He now refuses to leave a large forest sanctuary.

~ Currently Active with ~

None Currently