he, a large anthro bear with brown fur, hazel eyes, a muscle gut, thick arms and legs, and a few very visible scars on his arms and across his muzzle, walks into a bar, clad in brown leather armor, with a sword and an axe slung over his shoulder, grumbling as he sits in a corner both and orders a drink. His belly jiggles as he plops down into the seat, his sword and axe leaning against the booth as he waits for his ale to be served to him. He idly looks around the bar as he waits, resting his head on his paw as he leans against the table.