A character illustration for the Call of Cthulhu 90’s role-playing game setting, but I guess this can go without issues to any modern game setting (like Vampire) or even Shadowrun and similar sci-fi settings.

Harold is of Swedish descent and speaks English with a distinct accent. He is a man who rarely smiles or laughs anymore due to his renewed sense of the world. He has seen and experienced a little too much for his own comfort and while he is prone to self-preservation like any man is, there is a streak of nihilistic fatalism growing in him that manifests itself whenever Harold is involved in anything reminiscing danger. His change from a sportive and out-going young adult to a more somber and nihilistic man has been cultivated by several encounters with unnatural creatures and events – of which he is reluctant to say a word. He no longer has a day job, he suffers from recurring nightmares and has begun to sleepwalk and he is once again single since he has generated severe commitment issues borne out of his experiences and general pessimism towards his own fate and that of the entire world as well.

Most often found hanging around in The Fishing Bears pub, he has recently moved to a shabby small two-room rat-hole nearby. He has a few regular mates – one is a disabled veteran, one an alcoholic laid-off insurance salesman and one an ex-con trying his best not find his way back into prison. Not a violent man per se, Harold is still nowadays regularly involved in all sorts of altercations up to and including paid-for hired muscle feats in the ranks of a local crime boss. “Everybody’s gotta make a living, right?”, says Harold if questioned by his contacts in the underworld.

When drunk, Harold can be cooed into speaking and should he find his rants are actually listened to, he will continue to speak about his experiences until he passes out. He speaks of strange winged barrel-shaped fleshy creatures among us that he calls the Elder Things. He speaks of the desolate wastes of Leng and of the streets of the sunken city R’Lyeh. And of strange creatures inhabiting the places. His talks are mostly simply disregarded as mad rants borne out of incoherent dreams that has escaped from the locked world of nightmares.