Herr Vogel is a hunter, architect, and vampire who doesn't bite living beings.
• He was born long ago, when birds still roamed the earth. He was found by a watchmaker and taken in as an apprentice.
• Vogel died, not exactly happily, because the vampire who turned him into a vampire (Oskar), with whom Vogel had to temporarily live to recover from his transformation, periodically bit off parts of Vogel's body for his own whim. After some time, Vogel killed Oskar and fled. After this, Vogel developed a ton of problems with biting and close interpersonal relationships.
• Vogel shoots people and birds, and feeds with varying success. He has eating disorders and is terrified of living beings, touch, and physicality.
• Vogel has a first name, but always introduces himself by his last name. He looks barely 30, no matter how old he is. Lean, sharp, and compact. He seems like he could fit into his own suitcase with enough effort. His light brown hair is consistently tousled, reminiscent of a bird's nest. His gestures are sweeping. His facial expressions can oscillate from sparse to hyper-expressive in a matter of seconds. He has a sullen and frowning demeanor, resembling a little owl. He favors shirts with wide sleeves and shabby raincoats with numerous pockets, in which he keeps useful and not-so-useful junk.
• Vogel is extremely socially awkward. He often runs into trouble in the forest.
He has the grace of a potato and regularly collects all the sharp edges. His curiosity is combined with anxiety, suspicion, and bouts of paranoia, balancing somewhere between "scary" and "terribly interesting."
• Has a permit to keep and carry a weapon (he lost it a couple of times, those were scary times). He loves guns, herbal teas, old things, buildings with history, good ink, stationery, fairy tales and miniatures.
• Vogel has a special relationship with houses. He senses them subtly, hears them, and perceives them almost as if they were living organisms. Whether you believe him or not is up to you.