In a city as large as Lamenolai, it was impossible to walk down a single street without spotting someone who looked like an interesting character. Angels, demons, spirits – Evelon had its share of all these and more, walking about in broad daylight and mingling with one another.
Still, some people were more interesting than others, whether by personality or by simple appearance. On this particular day, walking through the mid-afternoon crowd without a seeming care in the world, was someone who was both.
From a distance, they blended in easily with the general Barakkan population, having a solidly brown complexion with short, scruffy black hair. But upon getting closer, it became quite obvious that this person was anything but general. Claws sprouted from their fingers and toes instead of nails. Two short, insect-like antennae curled gently back over their head. The grin on their face was full of teeth that were entirely too sharp. And their eyes had horizontal pupils, much like that of a goat.
All in all, they provided a strange sight when paired with the outfit they were wearing. Sandals, cargo shorts, a T-shirt... and an obnoxiously brightly colored windbreaker.
What kind of a weirdo was this, anyway?