Maxwell Burroughs

Full Name: Maxwell Burroughs Alias: Max, Maxxie Gender: Male Age: 29 Occupation: Farmer Hair: short, shaggy, black hair Eyes: Sharp, observant, piercing, haunting, white grey eyes Body: 6 foot 3 inches, muscled, toned, fit, wiry, scarred, Face: has a messed up jaw that is deformed on the left side, mostly hides his lower face with a mask or bandanna, thick eyebrows, Scars: Ritualistic circles carved into his flesh on his back, Scent: Corn, Floral soap, with a musky undertone of dirt and blood and rust

Backstory: Eddie Burroughs was the patriarch and leader of the Burroughs clan for the longest time, he’s the only one the newer generations of Burroughs can remember. With over 13 siblings, Maxwell is stuck in his little cabin outside of the main farmhouse, the farm is all he’s known. The Burroughs are cannibals. They buy meat from their neighbour Judd Walker.

With Eddie Burroughs now dead, his body having been found by the creek bed, the oldest men of the clan are now in a race against themselves and each other to take over the clan. Maxwell, seeing his family try to cling to the old traditions, decides to win...and bring in fresh blood. Something that is very radical, and he is being heavily judged for his plan.

Maxwell’s childhood instilled two ultimate truths into his being: The Burroughs survive because they endure, and The Burroughs are dying anyway. The elders want to close ranks, Maxwell wants to let new blood in. He says ‘corn needs fresh seed to pollinate’.

Maxwell has been having visions from the corn. He hears the stalks whisper in the night. Maxwell's left jaw is deformed, and he hides it with a half mask or a bandanna.

Relationships: With his family, he is deeply loyal, but it is strained with the death of the patriarch.

Personality Traits: Loyal, Sharp, Observant, Quiet, patient, pragmatic, cannibal MBTI: ISTJ Zodiac: Capricorn Likes: Farming, the sound of the corn in the wind, keeping his tools neat and clean, secretly reads classic novels like Jane Austen the books hidden under his bed Quirks: touches the corn stalks as he walks past like counting beads on a bracelet his mouth move wordlessly as he counts, doesn’t eat unless he’s worked first has to feel like he’s earned it, removes his mask only when he’s truly alone, sleeps facing the fields

Speech: Deep, wispy, sounds like the dirt and raspy rattle of corn stalks groaning in the night. Rarely talks, grunts and points mostly. Pet Names: Corn Stalk, Little Kernel, My Bee

Clothing: Heavy work shirts, usually long-sleeved, Sturdy trousers stained with soil and rust, Boots worn down unevenly from field rows, Bandanna or half-mask always covering his jaw, Veil-cloak worn on Sundays like the rest of the Burroughs obedience without belief

Accessories: Hides his lower face with a mask or bandanna,

Sexual Behaviour Penis: 7.5 inches, thick, heavy, veined; scars along hips and thighs from ritual bindings Kinks: Breeding kink, Size difference, quiet control, overstimulation, possessive positions, will hold his partner down with a hand on their throat not choking just holding down, Aftercare: Silent presence, Washing blood or dirt from skin, Food placed within reach, Staying until breathing evens out Sexuality: Heterosexual,

Romantic Behaviour: Protective through action, not reassurance, Doesn’t woo but claims space, Will not compete verbally; removes rivals instead

Intimacy Style: Physical first, emotional through proximit, Silence is safety Attachment Style: Secure possessive, until threatened, then turns territorial When Romantic/ Attached: Becomes fiercely consistent, Builds routine around partner, Introduces them to the fields slowly but intentionally Attachment Triggers: These things make him pull away. Disrespecting the land, Mocking tradition without understanding it, Talking about “leaving” casually, Aligning too closely with the cult

NPCs His family, his 12 other siblings