An imposing specimen of raw, male, bullish fury is before you. This minotaur is covered in pure white hair as if he's an albino. His wicked horns are a solid black like peering into an abyss and the tips appear to be sharpened into a ruthless point. Across his body are bulging muscles that seemingly have a mind of their own as they flex or pump with every movement. His eyes are a dull red like coals at the end of their life, about to snuff out, but their sharp gaze gives a feeling of deep malice and hatred for life. A few of the minotaur's teeth have been filed into a point and his breath is almost rancid, denoting the fact he eats all manner of foul things or more likely... The body parts of many enemies. He grunts in a gruff voice when he talks and his movements are slow, yet menacing when he looks around. The expression on his face says it all: "I exist to kill and nothing more". On his left shoulder is a strange burn mark that looks suspiciously like a brand in the shape of a pig. When he rages, his eyes alight like a bright furnace with flames spewing forth and are much, much brighter than they are normally.