“Character who looks dangerous but is actually harmless” and “character who looks harmless but is actually dangerous” are both well and good, but consider: character who looks dangerous, and actually is, but for a completely different reason than they look like they should be.
And no, I don’t mean like “guy who wears robes with a water motif is actually a fire wizard”. I mean like “seven-foot-tall mountain of gleaming muscle with sword the size of a surfboard strapped to his back is actually the Nine Realms’ most feared lawyer”.
For weeks now, I’ve been hearing my neighbors from across the ravine hollering to their young daughter, Natalie. I’ve never seen these people, but the sound carries pretty clearly.
“Nat, get out from under the car, it’s time to go.” “Natalieee! Don’t go peepee in the road sweetie!“ “Oh my god, Josh–get Natalie! She’s running after a deer.”
I’ve been over here like "damn, this kid is wild…bold…fabulous…”
I finally went over to the other side of the ravine today, and in doing so I discovered that Natalie is, in fact, a beagle. I’m crushed.
Penhales 