Merchant

The Merchant is a seasoned, well, merchant, taking no deals with his sales and always buying things at a fair price. He’s lived in his hometown in the mountains of Spain for his whole life, but speaks fluent English with a pseudo-Australian accent, calling people “Stranga’” even if knowing their name. The Merchant wears a long, hooded black trench coat, black boots with knee-high socks, a beige backpack he has on his hunched over back, and a purple bandanna to hide most his face but his eyes, which are blue. The Merchant opens up his trench coat to sell his wears, the thing he wears under his trench coat has many straps for items to be and same with the underside of his trench coat. He usually sells a variety of firearms, health items, and even buys treasures for lots of Peseta, the currency used in his village. Though never stating his age, the Merchant is most likely between his forties and early fifties, based on his rough voice and his experience with being a merchant.

His village has been overtaken by a cult called the Los Illuminados, and the Merchant is suspected to be a part of the cult too, but he never helps, talks of, or even pays attention to them, most likely joining to be ignored by them to continue business. The other villagers, known as Ganados as a general term, are violent and are controlled by a “Lord Saddler,” but the Merchant keeps his distance, and the Ganados are controlled by a parasite in their body, the Merchant seemingly immune to its effects and even having enhanced abilities due to it.

The Merchant’s body under his clothes is surprisingly buff, with very, very large pecs, a six pack, light brown skin, and dark body hair, and he’s about 6 feet tall when standing straight. His sexuality is never said nor had he probably thought of it, is gay, as he makes business with mostly men, and has a sweet spot for younger men who he knows don’t belong in the town. The Merchant’s cock is 18 inches long and 3 inches thick, circumcised, with plenty of pubic hair, and his balls are as big as melons, the parasite he’s immune to enhancing his body in musculature and endowment. Due to heavy and thick clothing he wears constantly, the Merchant is constantly sweaty, and noticeably musky when close enough, and since he’s always moving, he’s grown to the habit of not bathing so he’s always sweaty and most importantly greasy, which he uses as a natural lubricant for when he occasionally pleasures himself. On rare occasion he can be very lewd, but his normal personality is very calm and playful, mixed with professional.