❝ y o u k n o w s o me t i m e s i a m a z e m y s e l f ;
'He was built to be a soldier. His muscles ripple with strength and travel all around his body. Even his toes are well acquainted with their tests of balance. Sturdy on all fours, Lore is horrifying. Completely in tune with the entirety of his body, his movements are eloquent and fruitful to watch. Tall and a mass of strength, Lore’s body is a gift of fortitude and vitality. His muscles ache for vengeance, spilling over at their lids for bloodshed. His eyes are pools of gold with freckles of hazelnut sprinkled in them- you can only see those sparkles if you are close enough to him- that seem to react with his emotions. His eyes gleam when he is excited and dull with rage and sadness.
A scoundrel amidst a pool of saints, Lore deviates from what society wants of him, rather than what he thinks. He's not the average savior, a knight in shining armor. Hell no. He gets what he wants, and he'll do anything for it.'
— code given by ellie
’—'never tell me the odds’
Father — ??? Mother — Corinne Altaire Siblings — None