Nathan Griffin

Mask

To human eyes he looks slightly taller than average, with a lean, athletic build. His brown skin gives away his Mohawk ancestry, complementing his equally brown eyes and dark hair. He displays a military-styled haircut, shorter to the sides, and sports a few scars across his body and a particularly visible one in the form of claw marks across his face and neck. A very intense scent of forest, a mixing of pine needles, tree sap, and animal fur, characterizes him.

Mien

Those who can see through the Mask observe black-and-white feathers to the sides of his face, that fuse seamlessly with his skin and hairline and close to his golden eyes. His teeth, on the other hand, are unusually sharp, displaying fangs that are hard to categorize as belonging to a specific predator, although they most closely resemble a wolf's.

Background

As far as anyone can tell, Nathan Griffin pretty much stumbled into Sacramento. Former soldier boy, yes, that much can be easily deduced, but the fact that he is not in that line of work anymore can be just as easily inferred. Maybe it was different before his Durance. Or maybe not. The matter is, he is not cut out for military work anymore, and these days he seems content with roaming the Freehold. His attitude would suggest he is just passing through. The truth is, he is running, from others as much as from himself, so fast and so hard that he has reached the West Coast a tramp. But there's nowhere left to run anymore.