The quiet giant before you doesn't say much. He doesn't have to. His reasons and actions have always been towards one goal: the change of one form into another. Some call it death, others call it transformation, a few wiser souls call him what he truly is: Destruction.
You may have met his kind before: the shapeshifting temptress who embodies the spirit of Nature perhaps. You didn't think she would be the only one to find this place did you? But where she is the untamable, he is the inexorable.
Physical description: The form he most often employs in public is that of the Mangi: the Ukrainian Death Bear. With fur as white as bone, claws and teeth of steel, with the strength of all those who have gone into the Void before him. He is a very imposing figure at nine feet tall and very heavily muscled. His usual wardrobe choices is a billowing black cloak reminscent of the vestments of the Grim Reaper but has been known to wear armor if the situation calls for it.
Personality: Doesn't talk much. But when he does, he speaks in all bold print. Perhaps in a tip of the hat to an author's take on an aspect of his nature. Whatever the reason, it tends to leave an impression. He might seem a bit cold at times but warms up quick enough if the situation warrants it. As a lover he tends to be just as relentless as in every other aspect of his existance but then again, isn't an orgasm also called "little death?"