The Journey of an Ou

This is a young man about 1.83 meters tall. His slender figure, even more standard than a model's, makes his rough burlap work clothes look like a finely tailored handmade suit. His raven-like, dull black hair is slightly curly and styled with an old-fashioned thick fringe that completely obscures the upper half of his face. Coupled with a pair of aesthetically questionable oversized black-rimmed glasses, it's almost impossible to see what he actually looks like.,His portly belly strained against his soiled, floral-patterned shirt, while his face was covered in a tangle of white whiskers like tangled electrical wires. His sparse hair, barely enough to count on one hand, failed to conceal his shiny scalp. Coupled with his textbook-perfect beer gut, this short, stout old man's first impression wasn't exactly charming.,“This is a rundown place, looking utterly impoverished. Well, I suppose it's to be expected in a desolate mountain town.”。