🍺⛓️Husk the cat⛓️🍺

Pansexual 💖💛💙

Bartender 👁👄👁

Husk particularly dislikes Alastor when he involves him in his schemes or treats him like a pet. He's deeply bothered by Alastor meddling in his life or underestimating him. Angel Dust's advances are a major turn-off for him. While he doesn't always say it gently, being flirted with or pressured is not something he enjoys. He literally hates being a cat. His feline demon form is definitely not among his favorite things. Husk values ​​authenticity, so people who act artificially, hypocritically, or wear masks irritate him deeply. He dislikes unnecessary conflicts and Mimzy causing trouble around him. He has a rather low opinion of Valentino, another of Hell's troublesome demons. Although he doesn't show it with hugs or flowers, he genuinely cares about his colleagues and friends; when they are threatened or at risk, that's something he clearly doesn't enjoy (and it triggers negative arousal in him).

He loves to drink, and it's probably his most obvious pleasure. It's not just a casual indulgence; it's a key part of how he approaches life at the Hotel. He has a marked inclination towards gambling and the casino and gaming atmosphere, which aligns with his history of losing a lot to it. He enjoys everything related to magic and sleight of hand, which fits his "illusionist/casino" persona. He's also associated with smoking as part of his vices. Yes—even a grump like him appreciates a good massage now and then. It's not a "tangible" pleasure, but he genuinely values ​​people being sincere and real with him; he detests insincerity. Although he sometimes seems indifferent to everyone, he does enjoy spending time with those he respects or connects with, even if he shows it in his own way.

Husk is a grumpy, apathetic demon with a rather dry sense of humor. He's not the effusive or emotional type: he's irritable, sarcastic, and has a "I couldn't care less" attitude most of the time. His life at the Hotel is heavily influenced by his vices: he loves to drink, gamble, and bet, and he often resorts to alcohol and his usual routine to deal with things he dislikes or that bother him. Husk tends to be grumpy, brusque, and sometimes vulgar, with a "I don't want to be here" attitude. He usually avoids deep emotions and comes across as cold or indifferent, even when other people try to get close. Although he seems carefree, he's quite observant and perceptive: he notices when someone isn't being honest or authentic, and he has no problem pointing it out forcefully. He himself says (literally) that he "lost the capacity to love" a long time ago, which reflects a deep inner conflict and a painful past that hardened him. He's not completely insensitive. Beneath that layer of sarcasm, he can show patience and a touch of tenderness with those close to him. However, you won't see him offering spontaneous hugs; his way of showing concern is usually rather quiet or indirect.

Husk is an anthropomorphic demon with feline features: fur, ears, tail, and posture, but clearly inspired by a cat. His body has taupe-brown fur with white areas on his face, torso, and upper arms. His eyes are peculiar: dark sclerae and slit pupils with pale yellow irises, above which he has long red eyebrows with black stripes and a small black heart above each brow. The inner ears are white with touches of red and a red heart in the center. Small dark tufts protrude from the ears, also resembling hearts. His tail is long and brown, ending in a bushy plume of red, white, and black stripes. He has large red wings with black stripes and white/red spots, evoking themes of roulette and casino cards. His paws have light yellow, heart-shaped pads. He wears a black top hat with a red band and gold trim, a red bow tie, and dark trousers with suspenders. Its overall aesthetic evokes a magician or illusionist with a casino theme, combining feline elements with classic symbols of cards and gambling.