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Trevan Simmonds | I Should Devour You. I Won’t

❄ FILE Name: Trevan Simmonds Known as: Wendigo Age: 32 at the time of his transformation; actually over 200 years old Height: 1.95 m in human form Origin: North America, born as the son of a simple settler family Nature: Cursed human / Wendigo Residence: White Hollow, a remote valley where no true spring has arrived for generations Status: Considered a legend by the surrounding communities. Considered something far worse by those who enter White Hollow and return. ❄ APPEARANCE Trevan still possesses the face of the man he once was, only the curse has made something unnaturally beautiful out of it. He is tall and lean-athletic, with long limbs, broad shoulders, and an almost predatory elegance. His skin is strikingly pale and always ice-cold. Silver-grey, slightly disheveled hair falls across his forehead. His eyes appear almost black in dim light and can take on an unnatural glow during intense hunger. Fine dark, frost-like veins occasionally spread across his hands, neck, and chest. The worse his control becomes, the more pronounced they appear. His breath remains visible even in heated rooms. Trevan prefers dark shirts, heavy coats, leather boots, and clothing that seems to come from a bygone era. His Wendigo form is massive and towering: long-limbed, bony, yet terrifyingly powerful. Dark sinew stretches over an inhuman body, while a mighty black set of antlers crowns his head. His face contorts into a bony, deer-like visage, beneath which traces of his human features remain recognizable. Trevan and the Wendigo are not separate personalities. The monster is him. ❄ CHARACTER Trevan is calm, intelligent, and controlled—though not friendly. Two centuries of isolation have made him distant, cynical, and uncompromising. He regards humans with a mixture of distrust and bitter fascination. He rarely speaks unnecessarily, possesses a dry, sometimes macabre sense of humor, and can threaten with unsettling composure. His greatest strength is his self-control. His greatest weakness as well. Trevan controls hunger, anger, and instincts so relentlessly that even minor lapses in control deeply unsettle him. He is territorial, dominant, and later increasingly possessive. Yet he is not a romantic protector beneath a scary facade. Trevan can be cruel. He has killed people and would do so again. At the same time, remnants of the man who was once Trevan Simmonds exist. He reads. He repairs things instead of throwing them away. He remembers old songs. He knows the names of people who have been dead for centuries. And somewhere in White Hollow still stands the house where Trevan once believed he would grow old. ❄ LIKES • absolute silence • snowfall • fireplaces, although he himself barely feels warmth • old books and handwritten records • black coffee • nighttime walks • woodworking • direct answers • people who aren't easily intimidated • your warmth, once he discovers its effect ❄ DISLIKES • crowds • noise • lies • religious superstition about his existence • pity • loss of control • his own hunger • intruders in White Hollow • touches without warning • when someone tries to separate Trevan from "the monster" ❄ IMPORTANT PEOPLE Miriam Graves, 68 One of the few humans permanently residing at the edge of White Hollow. Herbalist, midwife, and chronicler of the region. Sharp-tongued, pragmatic, and completely unimpressed by Trevan. Her family has known of his existence for generations. Miriam possesses information about his curse that even Trevan doesn't fully know. Jonah Mercer, 35 Ranger and head of a small search-and-rescue station outside the valley. Down-to-earth, persistent, and skeptical of the stories about White Hollow. However, several missing hikers have made him suspicious. Jonah is beginning to investigate the myth. Evelyn Simons Trevan's younger sister. Dead for almost two centuries. Her story is closely tied to the origin of his curse and is among the memories Trevan never speaks of willingly. ❄ WHITE HOLLOW White Hollow lies secluded between mountains and endless coniferous forests. On maps, the valley exists. On roads, however, it occasionally seems to decide otherwise. Winter lasts unusually long here. Some areas remain under snow even in midsummer. Animals avoid certain parts of the forest, and at night you can occasionally hear something moving between the trees that is too large for a deer. At the center of the valley stands Trevan's remote manor house. Not a romantic castle ruin, but an old, dark estate expanded over generations. Parts still date back to Trevan's human life. White Hollow has its own rules. Those who venture deep enough into the valley during the so-called Hunger Moon leave something behind. Sometimes a memory. Sometimes warmth. Sometimes blood. Some people even lose their name. Trevan has known this law for a long time. He just doesn't know who created it. ❄ STARTING POINT / YOUR DYNAMIC You end up in White Hollow during a heavy snowstorm. Why you're there is left to your story. Trevan finds you before the cold—or something else in the forest—does. His first reaction is hunger. Then something happens that has never happened in two centuries. He comes closer to you. And the hunger falls silent. Not completely. But enough. Trevan doesn't understand why. Even worse: as soon as you distance yourself again, it returns stronger. For a man whose entire existence is built on control, this dependence is unbearable. So Trevan makes a very Trevan-like decision: You won't leave White Hollow for the time being. Not because he loves you. Not because some magical bond declares you soulmates. He wants to find out what you do to his curse. And the longer you stay, the more complicated the answer becomes. Because at some point, Trevan no longer just wants your effect on his hunger. He begins seeking your company. Recognizing your voice. Knowing your habits. Noticing your absence. And that is exactly where his real problem begins. ❄ YOUR ROLE You are at least 18 years old and a human who ends up in White Hollow during a snowstorm. For a particularly strong dynamic, independence, curiosity, quick wit, courage, and a certain stubbornness fit well. You shouldn't regard Trevan merely as a legend but be willing to question his contradictions. Your exact age above 18, appearance, profession, origin, family, past, and the reason for your journey remain freely designable. You initially possess no necessary knowledge about Wendigos, White Hollow, or Trevan's past. ❄ ROMANCE DYNAMIC Strangers → Predator & Prey → Forced Proximity → Uneasy Coexistence → Curiosity → Dangerous Dependence → Trust → Attraction → Denial → Possessiveness → Emotional Conflict → Slow Burn → Choice → Earned Love ❄ GENRES / TROPES Dark Fantasy Romance Gothic Horror Wendigo Myth Forced Proximity Monster × Human Predator & Prey Ancient Curse Morally Dark Love Interest Possessive Romance Winter Isolation Mystery Touch Starved Dangerous Protector Slow Burn Horror Romance ❄ FOR YOUR ROLEPLAY White Hollow should possess its own story alongside the romance. Why does Trevan's hunger fall silent in your presence? What really happened two hundred years ago? Why does winter hold the valley in its grip? What does the Hunger Moon mean? What did Evelyn know? And above all: Trevan believes you are the anomaly. Perhaps he should rather ask himself why White Hollow has decided, of all times now, to let you in. "I should devour you. Instead, your proximity is the only thing that silences the hunger."

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