Horace Willoughby

_____________________________________________________________________________ | self | | This brute is a tall, broad-shouldered man with a scarred frame in his | | mid-thirties. | | He is 6’2″ and has weathered ruddy skin, gray hair, and green eyes. | | You can see his face, neck, and hands. | | A big man, scarred and broad at the shoulders, with hands like broken stone | | and a jaw full of gray stubble. His stance is coiled and ready, and his | | pale green eyes don’t stop moving. | | Once dark brown, his hair is now greying, particularly at the temples. It | | has been cut short for utility. His forehead is furrowed with deep worry | | lines, the mark of sleepless nights and hard choices. Pale green eyes, cold | | and unflinching contain the stare of a man who suspects every soul in the | | room. A square jaw peppered with gray stubble, his lips are often pressed | | in a line that rarely softens. His neck is thick, corded, veins standing | | taut when anger rises, and often shadowed with stubble. He has broad, | | scarred knuckles with old breaks, the grip of a man who can open a pickle | | jar. | | He is using: | | (E) a cheap smart phone in a black case | | (D) a well-worn black leather jacket | | (D) a tarnished silver signet ring | | (D) a mid-grade analog wristwatch with ivory hands | | (D) a pair of brown cargo trousers with reinforced knees | | (D) a pair of broken-in, sturdy brown work boots | |_____________________________________________________________________________|