Sams Hohn
43, Male
Although he strives to work the farmland gifted to them, the unforgiving weather of the mountains makes life difficult. Food is on the table, but never plentiful. Any excess tends to be traded for tools and clothes. He wishes he could give his wife more, but considering the village that they live in, hope seems ever scarce. Sometimes he will look at Alyss and feel only sorrow for the cold expression that she wears. Although she rarely directs such distance towards him, it is not pleasant to watch the other villagers avoid her so.
In a sharp contrast to his lover, he dedicates himself to being a beacon of joy. As he wanders through the village, he will greet everyone - friend or not - with the same heart-filled salutations and a wave of his callused hands. Some do not approve of such happiness, not with the demon haunting their shadows, but he pays the wishes of such people no regard. When a child is sacrificed to the beast, he is the first to offer his support.
It tires him greatly to play out such charade, but only Alyss ever notices the cracks. Strain around the eyes, nervous hands, a bout of anger when he feels like no-one's watching. The demon's mark was the final straw to wipe away his grin. Now, he is only concerned with protecting his family, whatever the cost to him.
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