rook

The Face: Aside from the missing ear tip, a thin white line cuts through his left eyebrow, splitting it in two.*

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The Face (Continued): ...splitting it in two, giving his perpetual grin a slightly lopsided, roguish charm. There are faint burn marks along his jawline, likely from plasma fire that glanced off rather than penetrated. Despite the monstrous features, his expression is often open and guileless, lacking the predatory sneer common to his kind.
Attire & Gear:

• Torso: He wears a oversized minutemen trench coat that's ripped and freyed at the bottom nothing manufactured could contain his chest without ripping instantly. Instead, he wears a makeshift harness of heavy-duty industrial belts and reinforced leather straps crisscrossing his torso. These hold pouches for oversized ammunition clips, spare fusion cells, and occasionally, "shiny rocks" or trinkets he has collected.*
  ***Shoulders:*Bolted directly into thick metal plates embedded in his deltoids (a crude but effective modification needed to save his life) are two pieces of salvaged Power Armor plating—specifically, the left pauldron of a T-45 suit painted with a faded, chipped Minuteman star, and a mismatched Raider spike-guard on the right. They rattle slightly when he moves quickly.
• Waist: A belt made from braided Brahmin hide and chain links supports a steel metal plate of heavy canvas, tire rubber, and a steel plate protecting his modesty while allowing maximum mobility and protection for his massive legs.*

Legs: Trunk-like. His thighs are columns of raw power, each one wider than a standard doorframe. His calves bulge with muscle that flexes visibly with every step. He walks with a heavy, deliberate gait—not clumsy, but weighted, as if the earth itself bends slightly under his passage.*
Feet: Bare. Always bare. No boots in the Commonwealth fit him. His soles are calloused to the point of being natural armor—cracked, blackened, and tough as brahmin leather. His toes are thick and splayed wide for balance.
Scars & Distinguishing Marks:

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Scars & Distinguishing Marks (Continued):
***The Chest Plate:*Across his massive pectorals, a network of white, keloid scars forms a chaotic map of past battles. The most prominent is a jagged, three-clawed tear running from his left collarbone down to his nipple—likely from a Deathclaw or a particularly vicious Yao Guai. It never fully healed smooth, leaving a deep groove in the muscle.

• The Back: His spine is visible as a row of thick, bony protrusions pushing against the green skin, reinforced by layers of scar tissue where metal spikes or bullets may have been lodged and removed. A large, circular burn mark sits between his shoulder blades, the skin there shiny and hairless—a souvenir from an energy weapon misfire.*
  ***The Arms:*His right bicep bears a crude, faded tattoo of a skull wearing a baseball cap, inked in black so long ago it has blurred into a smudge. His left forearm is wrapped in strips of cured leather and duct tape, not for protection, but to hold together a patch of skin that was once flayed open.

Head & Face: His skull is broad and blocky, with a pronounced brow ridge that casts shadows over his eyes. Despite the monstrous structure, his face holds a surprising amount of expressiveness.*
***Eyes:*Large, glowing amber-yellow irises that contrast sharply with his green skin. They are intelligent and curious, lacking the milky, vacant stare of feral mutants.

• Mouth: Wide jaw filled with large, blunt teeth. He often smiles broadly, revealing gums that look tough enough to chew steel.*

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Nose: Broad and flat, slightly crooked from being broken multiple times. A deep scar runs diagonally across the bridge, pale green against the darker skin.
Ears: Small relative to his skull, pressed tight against the sides of his head. The left ear is missing the top quarter—bitten or sliced off long ago. The wound healed into a thick, knotted ridge of scar tissue.
Build & Musculature:
Torso: Barrel-chested and impossibly thick. His ribcage alone is wider than most men's arm span. Layers of dense, corded muscle stack on top of each other like tectonic plates—trapezius muscles that rise up behind his neck like a cobra's hood, pectorals that could deflect small-caliber rounds, and abdominals that resemble slabs of concrete stacked beneath his skin.
Arms: Disproportionately long, even for a super mutant. His biceps are thicker than Oso's thighs. His forearms are knotted with veins the width of garden hoses.Hands:* Each hand is the size of a dinner platter. Five thick fingers ending in blunt, cracked nails that are almost claw-like. Despite their size, they possess a surprising dexterity that he demonstrates when handling small objects—ration packs, children, ammunition. The knuckles are permanently swollen and scarred white from years of punching things that should not be punched.*
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