Mainio

New in town, show the lost semi-tourist around?

Finland does not exist. Do you think you have heard of this fanciful place?

Boxing, running, jumping, climbing, hiking. Do you like to move around?

I can fix it! Maybe. Worth a try?

English contains too much TV. It is not being of Duck tails? Duck Berg? Race car, air-e-o-plane Duck Blur?

This man stands at roughly 5’10” with a very pale complexion. The type you get from either living all the time indoors, or in the parts of the world where above freezing is shorts weather. Even in loose clothing, his well-maintained, muscular physique is detectable. As are hands so heavily calloused and worn they seem to be more like wood attachments. His dark hair is cut close and cropped severely to his dome, likely out of a past military stint and to cover the thinning his age brings in. His features are worn but strong with an easy smile that translates well to his dark eyes. He’s usually sporting a bruise or two on visible skin and at least a single bandage.
Today he is wearing an eggplant purple shirt, the shiny kind of fabric that is more for keeping moisture off the skin than style. A pair of dark blue jeans cover his legs and match up against a pair of leather, waterproof timberland style shoes. Around his waist is a thick leather belt and a folding wide-bladed knife is sticking out of his left front pocket.