Lukas
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A rag-tag assortment of clothing, possessing of a lean & strong 6'1" body like that of a lightweight fighter, and with that hardened look on his tanned face hint at an unruly sort of character, the kind that wouldn't surprise you if they have a rap sheet or a gun tucked away somewhere. He tends to present an easy smile in an effort to hide the predator underneath, and the swagger in his gait exudes confidence and bravado. When he speaks, it's with a charming lull, and even words of vitriol can be expressed in a suave manner. Rough hands and scarred knuckles suggest that he's a fighter, which is probably not surprising when considering his athletic appearance, but the scars don't just stop there. His hair is fluffy and has volume, dark blonde locks flowing over to the side and back, black at its roots. His eyes are a deep black with an intensity that can draw the wrong kind of attention. What scars and tattoos that mar his skin are mostly hidden underneath fabrics, but on a casual day, hints of ink and jagged scarring can be seen peeking out. He wears an ivory fang fashioned as a necklace, its tip dyed with what looks to be dried blood. He smells like beer and cheap cologne, and on particularly rough days, the scent of alcohol tend to be heavy.
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