Raphael
| Raphael | |
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 Bust of Raphael by DCLzexon | |
| Creator | The Observer |
| Information | |
| Species | Vulperine |
| Gender | Male |
| Occupation | Thief (former) |
| Title | The Russet Rogue |
| Stats | |
| Level | 5 |
| Health | 275 |
| Resolve | 189 |
| Strengths | Raphael has 1 action point |
"And for all that, here I thought I had searched the entire place, found every treasure, pilfered every gem, but it seems I've overlooked the greatest jewel of all!" Raphael's smirk turns into a would-be charming, boyish grin as he cups your chin with thumb and forefinger, jerking your face upwards so your eyes meet his and looking deeply into yours. His own are a deep emerald green, contrasting sharply with his bright red coat. They are set below a sturdy brow that gives him playful maturity and a rough regal elegance. "Such beautiful blue eyes you have there... you do not mind if I take them with me, my fair lady?"
Appearance
You glower, and finally look up. Like all the other killers, he's a humanoid red fox, looking down on you with a triumphant smirk on a tapered snout; most definitely male and masculine. Although not the broadest figure around, his muscles are lean and strong, and his contoured torso flares up above narrow hips and gives him a body that has an agile deftness to it. Having donned a loose, red-brown jacket and supple deerskin pants in the style of the natives — he's far better dressed than his subordinates — and the ensemble is completed by a red sash across the hip and soft-soled boots below. The outfit does much to complement the vivid crimson of his fur, broken only by the white fur running down his chest and towards his crotch. He's lithe, too; the only two things that are large about him is the clear bulge in his thin leather pants and the bushy tail that flicks playfully from side to side.
Interactions
First Encounter
"But it is! Oh, to be doubted so — I am terribly wounded by the aspersions upon my honour!" The fox puts his hand to his forehead and pretends to faint. He rights himself just before he hits the ground, however and lands in a kneel before your feet. "Those past larcenous days of disrepute are over, and I have turned over a new leaf, found a new profession worthy of respect!
"Demon hunting, if you so would. Protecting our world from soul-sucking monsters from a different land, a distant land."
Ways Between
"So understand this, demoness; I will murder every last one of you so that my children don't have to. But as for you and you only, I will gouge out your eyes, cut off your ears, and break every last one of your fingers — then, just perhaps, you might understand what the sting of failure feels like."
Combat
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