Appearance

He is massive, tall and imposing. His body is wrapped in abundant muscle, herculean in aesthetic. His body is littered with scarring. Upon the right side of his face, a bear's swipe comes diagonally from the base of his ear down toward his snout, running directly over his eye. It rendered the organ dead, useless. Clouded over to conceal the once brilliant golden that it was in his youth. Across the front of his lips is a trio of slices, running from chop to chop across lips and chin, nicking some of his nose. Overtop his snout is a conglomerate of smaller scars. The scarring over his dead eye and his lips are deep grooves, so much so they disrupt the natural flow of his skin and facial features. His left cheek has a trio swipe as well, running diagonally down toward his chin. His ears are jaggedly cropped, having been ripped up by many a fight in his day, uneven and unnatural looking. It was as if a pair of blades had been taken to the appendages.

He is a mixture of iron grey and steel grey, tipped in onyx and based in ivory. It begins as a darker shade of iron grey and transitions beautifully into lighter shades of grey until it completely fades into white. His skin, paw pads, claws, and nose are black, while his lips are silver.

The way the monochrome man walks is a gait of pride, royalty, a conqueror coming to burn all in his path and leave nothing but ash in his wake.

Personality

He is everything and nothing. He is intense, brutal, unforgiving and relentless. He is ambitious, brutish, and demanding. He commands with his voice and if he feels challenged, he attacks first and asks questions later. He expects others to bow to him, even if they do not even know his name. Because they will, eventually. He has been known to be over protective, possessive even. Obsessive in some ways, but generous in others. He can be rather merciless while also offering mercy when need be. He is all rage, anger, and hatred before he is his more stoic, subtle side.

History

The Bear King. The Conqueror. The Monster King. The Crowned. The Overlord.

All titles he had acquired during his raids, his life, his wars. He was a feared warlord, his name whispered upon the winds made the entire wood fall silent. When he walked, every creature stepped out of his way. White Timber was the meanest, cruelest King of all - for the most part. He remembers everything from his past, down to the very last moment of his life and how he ended up here.