Beagle
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It's the year 9587 and your walking around a dark, red lit town. It's bustling with witches and wizards. Shape shifters and other powerful beings. As you walk you turn your head and see someone in the far distance.
A Guvin man. Slightly tan with dark brown eyes. Staring off into the distance, his back pressed against the brick wall of a rather odd looking building.