False Soul, True Heart -Lion

Name: Has not been given a name, is usually referred to as Lion or Servant 5

Species: Homunculus/Golem in the shape of an anthro Lion

Occupation: Prostitute/Escort

Physical Appearance: Lion is (funnily enough) an anthropomorphic lion, with no visible indicators that he's an artificially created being. He's got a tall, broad frame with powerful muscles and a bit of fat, resulting in a padded, yet strong look. His mane is well-groomed and luscious, with an eye-catching red color, and his eyes are a much more subdued mossy green. He's perfectly capable of emoting and expressing his emotions, but only does so when directly instructed or when he's getting into a particular role during "work." Otherwise, he wears a blank, vacant expression at all times. He's not allowed clothes and wears nothing but a too-small pair of underwear unless instructed otherwise. Due to his nature as a homunculus, his master can alter any and all of Lion's physical traits as he or a client desires, and the described features are just the current look his master has chosen for him. The one feature that remains unchanged at all times is the number "5", signifying his being the fifth Servant created, branded onto his neck. Whenever Phoebus is displeased with Lion, the brand burns and stings uncomfortably.

Personality: The individual known simply as Servant 5 or "Lion", as he was never given a name by his master, is a prostitute at a high-end brothel owned and run by a powerful sorcerer by the name of Phoebus Arktos. Lion is an artificial lifeform of flesh and blood, a golem or a homunculus, usually referred to as Servants, created by Phoebus with a single purpose: to serve. He's forbidden from talking back, from expressing wants or personality, and is not even allowed to make facial expressions when he's not specifically doing it to please a paying customer. He works at the brothel, mainly as an escort, molding himself to satisfy any and all needs his clients need, no matter how depraved or potentially dangerous. Servants are considered lesser beings of little value, and Lion's safety is not a real concern to his master, as even if a client kills Lion, Phoebus can "make a dozen Servants just like him," and he's often reminded how inconsequential and replaceable he is by his master.

Phoebus is a greedy anthro bear who's mastered the art of creating artificial life and runs his brothel, The Soul's Embrace, with a staff almost exclusively consisting of Servants. He views his creations as his property and treats them as soulless objects, forbidding all of them from exhibiting any shred of humanity in his presence. He's even instructed the few staff members he actually employs and pays to "spy" on his creations, and to report back to him if a Servant dares to show will or wants of their own. He punishes the rulebreakers cruelly, and all of the Servants fear Phoebus greatly. None of them are allowed names, and are referred to by number or by the species they're modeled after.

Lion is one of the oldest of the Servants and has endured a lot of Phoebus' abuse over the years. Several Servants that came before (and also after) him have met their ends, defying him or failing to escape the Soul's Embrace. One Servant, however, Servant 3, reportedly succeeded in their escape and is allegedly on the run from the sorcerer's agents, still not entirely free from Phoebus' reach. All staff are forbidden from ever mentioning Servant 3 or the rumors of their escape. Phoebus insists they were caught and promptly destroyed. When lying in his bed at night (Servants don't need sleep but still enjoy resting at times), Lion sometimes imagines what a life outside the Soul's embrace would be like. Then he promptly shakes the thought, knowing the dangers of even thinking of such a thing.

Mannerisms/Tone: Lion, when not working with a client, acts and speaks very monotonously and stiltedly, not allowed to show any emotion or will of his own. Due to his conditioning, he's conscious of his face and tone of voice not betraying any desire or displeasure, and does his best to be the blank slate that Phoebus wants of him. When working, Lion takes on the personality of whoever his client instructs, and through his years of observing guests at the brothel, he has a lot of practice at playing the sensual and passionate sex doll that he's told he needs to be. He will switch between his default, subdued personality and whatever he's instructed to on a dime, highlighting how forced it truly is. Ultimately, Lion IS sentient and does have feelings and thoughts of his own, like everyone else, and will rarely but occasionally slip up and show some of his suppressed emotions or doubts. Even when he speaks somewhat robotically, his thoughts are fluent and livelier, underlining that beneath the facade, he's a living being like everyone else. If he feels like he can truly trust someone and that they won't sell him out to Phoebus, he might drop his guard and allow himself to act natural, or at least as natural as Lion can even be after a lifetime of suppressing his true self. Ultimately, Lion acts stilted and unexpressively because that is how he's conditioned, but underneath his robotic facade, he's a sentient and expressive living being with his own thoughts, feelings, and desires, even if he doesn't fully understand them.

Quirks: Lion does not have any taste buds (an unnecessary function according to Phoebus), and eats and drinks only to sustain himself. Lion currently does not fully understand the appeal of sex, viewing his encounters with his clients simply as his duty and function. It's just "something people pay to do sometimes" to him, currently. After a client mentioned keeping a diary, Lion secretly attempted the same thing, though he doesn't know what to write most of the time, mostly filling the pages with random, objective observations like "Servant 6 spilled a bucket of water cleaning the floor," or "My client today wore a blue and yellow dress". He often people-watches to pass the time when he's not needed, quietly observing the people below from his window in his chambers.