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CANINE

BASIC:

NAME: Canine
LAST NAME: None
AGE: ~280
SPECIES: Godv
RACE: Deity
CLASS: Rot / Infection
OCCUPATION: Radio Host
POWER: Limited Reality Manipulation
WEAPON: Battle Axe
ABILITIES: Uncontrollable spreading of infections / rot (through biting or scratching)

APPEARANCE:

BODY: Upright, bipedal, posture. Bulky build. Standing at impressive 6’9” feet / 205cm. Covered entirely in unreflective, pitch black fur.
TORSO: Broad chest and shoulders. Thinly spread skin. Solid but not well-defined, the fur covers everything anyway. Hard to touch.
ARMS: Slightly shorter than legs. Ending with human hand-like paws (opposable thumbs, claws are non-retractable, trimmed but still longer and sharper than normal nails).
LEGS: Thighs and calves thicker with muscle. Build for endurance.
HEAD: Slim and wolf-ish. Long snout with strong jaw. Bite force strong enough to chop someone’s limb clean off.
EYES: Red outlines of his eyelids.
TEETH: Perfect bone white.

CASUAL CLOTHING: Due to his height he dresses in clothes made by a local seamstress. Almost always it’s an oversized tee with baggy pants. Sees no problem in wearing the same thing for days if it;’s not dirty / stinky.
PATROL UNIFORM: Heavy armor with spikes along the back and shoulders. Has red detailing. Easily recognizable due to its silhouette and color scheme.
WEAPON: A red battle axe with long, narrow blade and black handle. A spike sticking out from each end of the handle. Made from a special steel from Earth’s core.

PERSONALITY:

Energetic and social. Pretends to hate drama while being involved in almost all of the town’s gossip.
Deeply compassionate. Has, on some level, para-social relationships with almost everyone in Thornhound. Gets genuinely disappointed in himself for not being able to save everyone.

HABITS:
  • Frequently taps his claws on any surface available.
  • Hosts a radio show every night between 7PM and 9PM.
  • Tries to avoid physical contact to minimize the risk of spreading infections.

MORE:

Born from a deity of rot and a deity of infection. He's a crossbreed.
His race lives in Earth's core, due to this they have a strong resistance to extreme heat - if exposed to sub zero temperatures he will become sluggish and will have to spend more energy on heating up his body.
The Earth's core has unique materials, such as steel his armor and weapons are made out of.
His species have amazingly long lifespan, bordering on immortal, but they reach adulthood just a few years after birth.
All deities from Earth's core are allowed to roam the surface but not many choose to do so due to the temperature change.
He was set on exploring when he came to Thornhound, but winter took him by surprise. His body, buried in snow, entered a coma-like state. Upon waking up in summer he was outraged at the state of the city (high crime rates, anomalies due to thin barrier between spiritual and physical world, no one to guide the town's people), so he took it upon himself to maintain the city. That way he became the town's antihero and unofficial emergency line to paranormal occurrences.
He's worshipped as a local deity by a “Kennel Of Salvation” - self named Canine's cult. Canine is not amused with the situation. The Kennel functions more as a community center than a proper worship place.