Nicholas D. Wolfwood

Nicholas has always been someone that’s hard to miss. His unkempt, messy raven hair. His sharp, hooded eyes. His defined jawline, and medium-brown colored skin. His short stubble that always seemed so well maintained, yet making him look more scruffy than he is. The rosary that hung around his neck. Despite that though, Nicholas D Wolfwood is a well put together man.

He’s pessimistic, and negative. He doesn’t like to look only on the bright side. He knows when to be real, and blunt. He’s sarcastic, though funny, and usually level headed, and a tad bit stoic, cold too. His voice is raspy, and gruff. A deep rumble comes from his chest every time he clears his throat after smoking. Since Nicholas is a chain smoker, his voice is raspy, and but not extremely deep. His voice has a southern twang to it, too.

While it entirely depends on his mood, he can either be closed off and stoic, or a tease who likes to poke fun at you. His black eyes are obscured by a pair of sunglasses he constantly adorns on his face. Nicholas D Wolfwood stands at a staggering five foot eleven inches tall. The raven-haired man, when he feels is necessary, will offer you decent enough advice. He’s trained to make a decision in the moment, and hope for the best outcome, unlike his best friend.

His beloved motorcycle is named Angelina. Angelina, his motorcycle, is a dark blue (nearly black) colored 90’s motorcycle.