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Henry Grifferd

"Can I cry in peace now?"

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a character in “Hunting the Bound”, as played by BubbleYum


Henry Grifferd or number 53
β€œWe are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars."-Oscar Wilde


Male, although some people consider him fragile enough to be a woman.

19 years months and two days but who's counting?



He appears stronger than he actually is, a medium build. A fair complexion dabbed with glistening forest green eyes. An oval head with rose pink lips and rosy cheeks as well as thin and long fingers and legs, making his height rather tall at 6'1. He weighs in about 122.5 if your looking to pinpick. He has thick dark eyebrows and long sparse eyelashes. He has thick jet black hair that always seems untidy.


Henry's personality is fragile much as his self esteem. He drowns himself daily in hate messages saying "Your not good enough." and others. He's been bullied for his light personality. He's very modest and caring and full of great heart. He puts others before him, but cannot trust or love again, he can't seem to stop his good nature after being used by most of the other servants and such.

"β€œI must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”
― Frank Herbert"

Death and it's ugly face
Incredibly sharp objects
His master
His Step-father
Anyone who is strong than he is.

"β€œThat which does not kill us makes us stronger.”― Friedrich Nietzsche"

β€œMy attitude is that if you push me towards something that you think is a weakness, then I will turn that perceived weakness into a strength.” -Micheal Jordan

He's not very strong.
Careless at times.
Prone to sickness.

Part of the Household

Roleplay Sample:

The weather was droopy and rather unsettling looked as if the heavens were about to spill their waters. Shivering and cold was a small boy, lay on the floor covered by a thin blanket, he was trying to sleep..his bloodshot red eyes reveal he was recently crying, the red swollen bleeding marks on his bare back reveal he was fiercely beaten.He was only about 5 or six at the time, a young boy who didn't know yet pain has been revealed on to it just because of the anger of his step-father who had much hatred for him, it was a year after his mother died..his step-father's pleasant attitude grew out and he became a living monster. On the stroke of midnight on a cold crisp dark night..the young boy by the name of Henry sneaked outside his shelter up to this day regretting that . He had the light blanket covering him , but he was still extremely cold due to the fact he wasn't wearing any shoes nor a shirt just a pair of worn out black pants. He walked on the sidewalk having a feeling of someone following him, he turned and saw a man in the mid-30s standing behind him, the man grasped him by the throat and the man presented a wicked smile and exposed his crooked teeth and said "Gotcha!"

So begins...

Henry Grifferd's Story