Atreus wandered through the forest alone. He was already 18 years old when he lost his father. His height was 182 cm. Slim build, with brown hair styled in a small mohawk. He was cold and silent. Shy and not very talkative. He went to his cave where he made a bed for the night. Holding his battle bow in his hands

Atreus: "Almost there.."

He muttered to himself