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You see a tall, barrel-chested lupine creature standing over 7 feet tall with broad shoulders and what resembles a sliverish mullet of a mane trailing from its forehead down its back.

You see a plain looking man limping down the dusty road gripping
a gnarled staff. He wears a worn leather duster and a battered
hat. As you get closer you realize that you can't place an age
to him. At first he seemed old and withered, but he has the
features of a young man. Until you look into the eyes. His pale
eyes open into a void that makes you quickly look elsewhere. As
he limps closer, you wonder what sort of trials could break the
body and soul this way.

What are words but empty air ?

It is deeds alone that matter !