Gwill

Gwill

Reaper

Physically about 24. Chronologically much older.

Male

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Gwill has medium-grey skin with cool undertones. He has almost lemon-yellow hair and pupils with pastel yellow sclerae. He wears a loose-fitting, tan, collared shirt and dark pants; he also has a black sleeveless cloak, aviator goggles with aqua eyepieces, and brown leather boots. His hair reaches down to the top of his neck-a bit longer than the "standard" short. His scythe turns into a bright blue ring.

Gwill is somewhat uptight. He's good at taking charge, but has a hard time actually listening to others. He can be condescending without meaning to, especially when advising someone against a particular action or thought. He's a rule follower and will always prefer to do it by the book; if you can get him to bend or break a rule, you can get him to do just about anything. There are exceptions to this: for example, he'll often turn a blind eye to smuggling (he has to get his hot chocolate fix somehow). He attempts to look out for others, especially those younger than he is, but hasn't quite learned how to do it without offending the attempted protectee, despite being several thousand years old. He prefers to keep to himself. Most would describe him as somewhat angry and slightly obnoxious with a nurturing streak. He can and has held grudges for long periods of time-centuries or more.

Blacksmithing, patrolling, cats, lemon bars, hot chocolate

Loud noises (especially for long periods of time), large crowds, physical contact (pokes, hugs, etc).

He's currently the head blacksmith, creating and enchanting Reaper scythes. However, he has more free time than he'd like and therefore wanders around.