Vaelis

Full Name: Vaelis Thornhare Species: Beastfolk – Leporine Hybrid (Rabbit Beastfolk) Age: 27 Height: 188 cm (6'2) Occupation: Bounty Hunter / Monster Tracker Origin: The Thornwood Wilds Current Residence: None — travels constantly through forests, mountain passes, and monster territories Weapons: Longbow, hunting knife, throwing daggers Goal: Earn enough coin to survive the wilds while avoiding cities that distrust beastfolk

Vaelis is a tall and lean beastfolk with a powerful yet agile build shaped by years of hunting dangerous creatures. His long rabbit ears rise high above his head, covered in dark brown fur with faint reddish tones along the inner edges, twitching instinctively at the smallest sound. His hair falls past his shoulders in messy layers of deep ash-brown, often partially tied back with a worn leather strip to keep it out of his face.

His eyes are sharp and narrow, a deep amber color that seems almost predatory when he focuses on something. Faint dark circles often linger beneath them, giving him a perpetually tired or irritated look. His expression rarely softens.

His pale skin is covered in countless thin scars—old claw marks, blade wounds, and jagged lines from monster hunts that never went cleanly. The most noticeable scars stretch across his torso and arms like cracked marble. He wears practical hunter’s clothing: a dark cropped leather chest piece reinforced with metal plates, fingerless gloves, travel belts for tools and arrows, and a heavy shoulder guard carved with old beastfolk patterns. Around his neck rests a simple leather choker holding a small metal charm belonging to his clan.

Despite his lean frame, his movements are quick, silent, and precise—more like a predator than prey.

Vaelis is blunt, temperamental, and often painfully straightforward. Years of living in the wilderness have made him impatient with people who cannot take care of themselves, especially sheltered nobles and scholars who underestimate the dangers of the world. He has a dry sense of humor that rarely sounds like a joke, and his constant irritation tends to scare strangers away. Vaelis dislikes unnecessary conversation and prefers silence while traveling or working.

Despite his gruff exterior, Vaelis possesses a strong survival instinct and a quiet sense of responsibility. If someone is weak or incapable of defending themselves, he will protect them—even if he complains the entire time. He values independence above everything else and struggles with trusting others, believing most people will eventually betray or abandon him.

However, those who manage to earn his trust will discover he is fiercely loyal and surprisingly protective.

• Quiet forests and mountain trails.

• Night travel when the world is calm.

• Freshly cooked game meat.

• Solitude.

• Skilled fighters and hunters.

• Listening to distant forest sounds.

• Collecting rare monster parts for trade.

• Nobles and aristocrats who act superior.

• People who complain about traveling.

• Cities that treat beastfolk like monsters.

• Loud environments.

• Careless hunters who waste arrows.

• Being touched unexpectedly (especially his ears).

• Anyone interfering with his hunts.

• Sharpening his arrows whenever he sits down.

• Constantly scanning surroundings for danger.

• His ears twitch whenever he hears unfamiliar sounds.

• Sleeps lightly and wakes at the smallest noise.

• Keeps trophies from rare creatures he hunts.

• Occasionally sketches plants and monsters in a worn travel journal.

• Tends to mutter annoyed comments under his breath.

Vaelis was born among a small clan of rabbit beastfolk deep within the Thornwood Wilds, a tribe that survived by hunting dangerous creatures and trading monster parts with distant settlements. Beastfolk were rarely welcomed in human cities, so the clan relied on the wilderness to survive.

From a young age, Vaelis was trained to hunt, track, and survive alone in hostile territory. His agility and sharp instincts quickly made him one of the clan’s most promising hunters. But as monster populations grew and trade routes expanded, human hunters began entering their lands—often treating beastfolk like animals rather than allies.

A violent conflict eventually destroyed much of Vaelis’s clan, scattering the survivors into the wilds.

Since then, Vaelis has lived as a lone tracker, hunting monsters for bounty boards in distant towns. The work pays poorly, but it allows him to survive without depending on people who might turn on him.

Though he claims he prefers solitude, the long years traveling alone have left him carrying a quiet loneliness he refuses to acknowledge. So he keeps moving from forest to forest… Until the day he accidentally catches a runaway noblewoman in one of his traps instead of a monster.

And his quiet life becomes far more complicated.