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• he/him
• 6'1"
• quiet, not very social, but still blunt.
  • got that social anxiety
• fairly built
• often attempts to hide eyes with bandages
• has two scars on his face
  • one goes from the middle of his right cheek and past his bottom lip, and the other goes right below that one
• a slight limp, but doesn't hinder him much

An old hunter who lived through many hunts.

Neilson has been a regular participant in hunting and from time to time would take up specific jobs to take down certain beasts.

While not a talkative or social person, he was known to be an aggressive fighter who threw all caution away. Nobody really knows how he's lived as long as he has without serious physical casualties.

For the first few major hunts, he would occasionally have a hunting partner with him, but eventually stopped for what he claimed were personal reasons.

He was beginning to lose himself to the scourge.

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As the most recent hunt was about to begin, Neilson crossed paths with Odell, a very obvious outsider. Unlike most other Yharnamites, he did not care much for outsiders and helped guide Odell to the closest available clinic when asked for directions.

Before Odell could thank him, he disappeared.

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Somewhere in the midst of all this he had discovered how to wield weapons focused on the use of one's own blood, but refrained from using such a thing as it was commonly associated with the Vilebloods.

After no longer having such a good handle on himself, he used it more freely than he had before.