if one would look into Volpe's room, they would find nothing out of the ordinary a bed, a couple posters of his favorite bands on the walls, a desk to study at, and a lamp on the desk for light at night. Now those brave enough to enter would find out the room was not right, once you walked inside the air in the room was chilled as if in the lower 30, there would be a chill down their back but not from the cold but rather from the feeling of being watched or the sense of a dagger suddenly being thrust into their back. Normally Volpe would be seen studying or relaxing on his bed listening to music he seemed normal, his hair jet black and trimmed neatly, a little over weight since he enjoyed food, he stood at about 6'7 feet tall with hazel brown eyes to most he would seem like a kind person expect those who could see the true Volpe, the Volpe that laid sleeping inside until he was in a duel, his personality would change, he would become a complete opposite of himself a now evil and cruel version of Volpe that would talk with a voice full of malice. This side of him was seen only when he was dueling, some would say his eyes would become a crimson red with a lust for blood and dark aura surrounding him others would say that they were seeing things. This is Volpe and his room, enter and duel only if you dare