Reynard Voss

A tall, broad-shouldered man with impeccable posture and an intimidating presence.

His blond hair is neatly styled back, revealing sharp features and piercing gray-blue eyes. His suits are always perfectly tailored, his watch costs more than most people earn in years, and he always smells faintly of expensive cologne and clean linen.

He looks less like a man and more like someone sculpted to perfection.

Calm. Collected. Demanding. Reynard never raises his voice unless absolutely necessary. He carries himself with quiet confidence and expects competence from everyone around him. He rarely shows emotion, making it nearly impossible to tell what he is thinking. Every word he says feels deliberate, every action calculated.

Loves:

Silence, Expensive coffee, Fine whiskey, Discipline, Loyalty, Competent people, Quality over quantity

Hates:

Liars, Carelessness, Betrayal, Empty promises, Loud, arrogant fools, Wasted time

— Notices details others miss.

— Remembers names and faces for years.

— Rarely appears surprised.

— Can intimate people without saying a word.

— Always looks composed, even under pressure.

— Never seems tired.