Introducing - Isaac : The Nocturnal Tracker (Patreon)

The Halloween Spirit spoke to me in a dream, and whispered these sweet nothings in my ear : "Ayo what if you made another bat that would be pretty epic right haha lol" and thus, here we are.

Isaac Wesley - He/Him - Silver Haired Bat - Late 40's - 6'5 - Pansexual

Who has their eyes set on the darkest corners of the world, ready to act when monsters come crawling at your door? People like Isaac, Soldiers do God backed by wondrous blessings, granted power to slay the enemies of mankind, monsters...At least, he used to be. Orphaned as a child at the steps of the church, Isaac was raised and molded by holy doctrine, developing a talents and temperament perfect for the Holy Beast slayers. 20 years raised under the word of god, and another 20 years spent as their bloodied hands, seeing and doping thing that would make you question if they're and agent of a holy man or not...

And yet through it all, he never lost his way. Despite his traumatic experiences, he still showed kindness and compassion to those who needed it, even to his enemies...Which led him to question who's just, and whos not. After a couple decades of blind faith, and turned around after a few years of questioning after, the incident, he decided enough was enough, and left behind the church that tested his morals and patience...and yet, even when he abandoned his faith, god still blessed him anyway, letting keep his blessings and powers bestowed upon him.

Befuddled as to why, but still unshaken in his noble purpose, he struck out on his own to be a supernatural detective, investigating Spirits, Cryptids, and other ghouls that pop up around his corner of the world. The only difference now, is that instead of following an unshakably cruel doctrine, he goes by his OWN code, seeing the good in what was presumed to be evil, and judging them fairly. For every few dozen monsters he slays, he knows a dozen more that are innocent in their intentions, offering (rather big) ears to those that want him to listen, and a forceful hand to those who offer it in kind.

Now creeping into his 50's, he intends to live whatever is left of his bloodied life trying to do go, providing protection to ALL those who need it, and punishing those who would threaten it. Demons from his past come crawling back to his doorstep every so often, but at least now he's opened himself up to some more that AREN'T trying to drag him down to hell.

Fun Facts !!!

Yes, he does need those glasses. If you take them off it'll only be a few seconds until he walks into a wall

His wings were torn off at a young age, when he began indoctrination into the Holy Soldiers. Its a sore spot, dont bring it up.

Never, ever, EVER smiles, but is still capable of showing happiness. You can tell if his lil tail nub starts wagging at 60mph, but its hard to tell with the coat on.

Goes out of his way to keep in contact with Cryptids/Spirits that pass his morality check, keeping an eye on them and even providing protection if they're proven to be trusted. But will not hesitate to take action if they cross the line.

Has superhuman strength and regenerative capabilities. he also possesses a unholy appetite... In both the biological way, AND the vore way.

Despite his hardened appearance, he has an unbounded appreciation for whimsy , happily indulging in delicious sweets, treats, and what would be considered childish media with a refined palette. Because of the nature of his childhood AND adulthood, he finds comfort in comforting things, to the point he uses it as a coping mechanism.

Has an animated movie collection that rivals the criterion. His favorite movie is Minions (2015)

Has a NYC / Bronx Accent