• Height & Weight: 4' Tall, 400 Pounds
• Apparent Age: Older Lion of 7-8 years
• Character Build: Thin
• Body Type: Quadruped
• Usual Clothing: None
• Voice: Deep, Rumbly and Male
• Usual Scent: Lion, Feline
  
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Full Description
4' Tall Lion, around 8 Foot from Tip to Tail. Generally dark mane, with brown to reddish highlights. Though streaks of white are present here and there. Grey eyes that sometime glow subtly in the darkness of their own accord. Covered in scars, right ear is half bitten off.

• Height & Weight: 5'8'', 200ish Pounds
• Apparent Age: Middle Aged, around mid 30s
• Character Build: Thin
• Usual Clothing: Simple shirts and pant to match the locals
• Voice: Deep, rumbly and male
• Usual Scent: Lion, Feline
• Picture: https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/b2f11e07-ba54-4cad-8d0a-4bf1bc6538e0/dfzm7t4-e50a65cc-9fc1-42e6-b650-154b2c7b0205.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcL2IyZjExZTA3LWJhNTQtNGNhZC04ZDBhLTRiZjFiYzY1MzhlMFwvZGZ6bTd0NC1lNTBhNjVjYy05ZmMxLTQyZTYtYjY1MC0xNTRiMmM3YjAyMDUucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.mNA9-amB5sckILTfp51KJ8aw443kCt0nK5IOW6FWs0c

Full Description
A fairly short lion, he doesn't really stick out of the crowd much. Apart from his mane fluff he is thin, walking on digitigrade feet. Generally short fur, human hands and blue eyes. The right ear being half-bitten carries over into this form as well.

Magical Earth-like world, similar to Faerun or Golarion. Various human races, beastfolk races, lots of medium-low magic with rare instances of high magic amongst practitioners. World not too important as he lived a largely isolated life, focusing on a few villages and smaller towns.

Alto was born in a private 'zoo' run by a baron of a medieval peasantry. Separated fairly early in life from his mother, he was purchased by an apprentice magician known as Occadius. The magician sought to use Alto as a familiar - lifting him up in intelligence magically and raising him partially like one would a pet at first, then a beloved companion as he grew older. Much of Alto's life was learning about Occadius, helping him with his tasks and of human society in general. It was during this time he learnt to read and write the human language, even coming to speak it fluently with the aid of primal magic. This was by far the happiest time of his life as Occadius treated him more akin to a student and partner than he did a pet and familiar.

Occadius' venture into magic did not last forever though. Changing trends and visions towards magic in the wider kingdoms saw him retire from his practice and releasing Alto from service. He had met a young name Hilda and intended to settle down and have children. While Alto was welcome to stay, the lion saw it as an opportunity to branch out and grow on his own. He parted from the pride of his youth and took to the wild, seeking the company of other intelligent animals, the occasional Fae and druids that still remains outside the sphere of the human kingdoms. The next 15 years saw him live a largely solitary life of adventure, travelling across the wilderness, occasionally surprising and befriending humans but otherwise staying at the edges of civilization.

He mastered enough magic to enter into the major kingdoms on occasion to either trade or take up mercenary work but by and large kept to himself. His adventuring career ended when he hit his mid 20s though when a particularly bad run-in with the baron that had once 'owned' his family. He narrowly escaped recapture after a failed attempt at freeing some of the baron's other animals from the zoo. In the process he earned a bounty that saw his involvement with the human sphere largely come to an end.

Since the incident Alto has spent his time mostly in the wilds, avoiding civilization for fear of professional bounty hunters that would seek to capture him. He has tried to keep somewhat in touch with the humans though, very rarely making touch with the odd village miscreant or outcast or otherwise communing with more open-minded elders and druidic organizations. Occasionally he has acted in defense of villagers and others out in the wild - but the fear of collateral damage to them has forced him to keep his distance. It was a sunny morning when he was asleep that a blue migrant took him from his world and brought him to Infinitas.