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Ragnarok: Gods Descending

I will have my post up by tomorrow. It has been pretty hectic for me and will be for the next few weeks until after Salt Lake Comicon. Costumes and planning for a large group is a pain in the butt. So if I am late on some simple posts, that is the reason why.

Ragnarok: Gods Descending

Secret, Secret! You've got a secret!~

Ragnarok: Gods Descending

He does. He is proud of his heritage and will very seldom transform into a full human form.

Ragnarok: Gods Descending

Finally found the time to put my opening post in! Yay!

Ragnarok: Gods Descending

Rexton "Rex" Briar

Rexton happily strolled through the streets, passing buy all the merchants that are trying to sell their wares. None of them ever paid much attention to him, but that was by design. He was good at reducing his presence and, at times like these, it was a very good trait to have outside of combat. He turned his head to look back down the street and saw multiple merchants walk out and practically drag people to their kiosks. Rexton felt saddened by those people. They all wreaked of desperation and seem to have lost sight of some of the more simpler things in life, like customer service. Rexton shook his head, turned away, and kept on walking down the street towards the local bar. He enjoyed the occasional drink at the bar to calm his nerves after a stressful day of hunting outside of the city walls. Since a lot of the wildlife has been corrupted or devoured, it has become increasingly harder to find suitable prey to hunt and eat. After a few more minutes of walking, Rexton finally reached the bar.

The first sight when he opened to door was three interesting people sitting at the bar. He watched the three as he walked up to the bar. He noticed that the women with red eyes, and could sense that she was a lycan. He had noticed her before, walking through the city, but had never bothered to approach her. The two next to her he had never seen before. One was a dwarf in crimson armor and the other was what looked like a young elf with her pet fox. "A lycan, an elf, and a dwarf walk into a bar. Heh, sounds like the start of a bad joke," he said to himself with a smile as he took a seat next to the crimson dwarf. "Hey, barkeep! Surprise me today." He said placing a few coins onto the bar top.

"Hey! Rexton, I've been waiting for you to say that," The barkeep responded with a smile. He then walked into the back of his station and returned a few moments later with a glass of a mystery liquid. "I made this just for you, bud." He said with a playfully wicked grin.

Rexton gave him a look of confusion and excitement. "I don't know what you did, but you know that won't scare me," He said with his own grin. He picked up the glass and took a large swig of it, and almost instantly spit it out to his right, "Holy carp! That's disgusting man! What did you put in that thing?" He yelled at the barkeep.

"Oh, I figured you would like it. It's a special blend of vodka and some old fish oil I found in the back of my inventory." The barkeep said holding his chin as to look confused on why one of his most beloved customers didn't like it.

"Fish oil! Come on man, that's a disaster waiting to happen and you know it! Go get me a real drink!" Rexton continued to yell at the barkeep, but his serious face had split into of a large grin. He like it when people were still able to show a bit of humor amidst the apocalypse, and he couldn't stay mad. He watched the barkeep laugh it off and walk off in order to get him a new drink. Rexton then re-positioned himself in his stool in order to face the dwarf and others. "Can you believe some people?" He motioned towards the barkeep, "The names Rexton, but feel free to call me Rex. What are you guys talkin' about?"

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I like the idea.

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Rexton Briar

Reference Pictures

Name:

Rexton “Rex” Briar

Age:

24

Race:

Natural Lycanthrope - Wolf

Appearance:

Rexton has neon white hair with black streaks that falls just short of his shoulders. Amber eyes that glow brightly in the night. He has white wolf ears with black fur lining the edges, and a large black tail. Scars, of various shapes and sizes, blanket his 5’6” body from the shoulders down. He has a slim form, but a very toned build. With a closer look, every muscle seems to be built for speed rather than power. Rex is usually seen wearing a ragged and torn white coatthat has a hood attached, a black T-shirt, and grey shorts.

Personality:

Rexton is like a two sided coin. On one side Rexton is a relatively happy individual despite being alone until recently. He tries to aid those that need help and doesn’t treat anybody like they are inferior. He doesn’t expect to make any friends, but if he does, he is surprisingly loyal to them. He will put his life on the line for those he cares about. On the other side of the coin is the boy who is haunted by troubles and death of his pack. He can’t stand bullying and will get physically rough with those who are trying to victimize somebody. He has a surprisingly short temper when it comes to talking about his past. Despite his good and bad points, he is an amazing tactician. This is mainly due to his will to survive from the years he spent alone. He doesn’t tend to lead a group, but is always willing to give his opinion or advice when it is needed.

Morality / Religion:

Rex worships no gods. He doesn’t hate or belittle those who do, but his faith in the gods was lost the day his pack died. Although he hates all the Anti-Gods, he especially detests Ruthek, the Leper due to his direct role in the murder of his pack. Although he doesn’t believe in indiscriminate murder or anything of the like, he is willing to do what he has to do in this day and age.

Biography:

Rexton was the smallest of three brothers. His eldest brother was named Axel, and his other older brother was named Lee. Not only were his brothers taller, they were also stronger. The Briar pack viewed strength with the highest regard as it was key to the way they hunted. Rexton, growing up in this environment, with the mindset of his pack, was belittled and bullied by the other members of the pack. Lee was the worst offender. He was always scolding and bullying Rexton as if he was waste of space. His other brother, Axel, had a different point of view and was often the one defending Rexton from the ceaseless shaming sessions. Axel was the only member of the pack that never indulged himself in shaming his brother. Rexton was always encouraged by his brother to fight back, and show them that strength isn’t everything, but Rex never knew what his brother was talking about until later.

Rexton was still relatively young when The Great Descent happened. Axel had fully matured, and became the alpha of the pack. This was also around the time that Rexton’s own talents began to come into fruition. Where once he was beaten and bruised by the bigger and stronger members of his pack, they now couldn’t even touch him. He was fast, and his speed was considered a great resource in these new perilous days. The pack used Rex and his speed to scout out lands ahead for the never ending storms and the decending gods. He slowly found his own place in the pack, and was now more respected rather than hated. There were still a few, including his brother Lee, who continued to verbally abuse him, but those people were becoming fewer and fewer. Rexton and his pack were careful to steer clear of any signs of trouble and lived in relative peace. It wasn’t until almost a year later that the troubles of Reath hit Rexton and his pack. His pack was campin out a few miles away from a nearby village when Rex was asked to go scout a safe path to their next destination, and he happily agreed. When he was sure the path ahead was in the clear, he went back to his pack only to find death. When he finally returned, he found his pack closer to the village and facing down a large amount of monsters. The god Ruthek had descended upon the village and brought monsters and plague both down upon it. Rex watched, frozen in awe and terror, as his pack valiantly fought against the monsters. There were those who fell to the monsters, but the pack as a whole seemed as if they were fighting the monsters on equal footing, at least until Ruthek turned his gaze towards them. With a wave of a hand, Ruthek sent forth a fog like plaque that almost instantly killed the entire pack. One by one, the disease infected their skin and rapidly began eating away at their bodies. Axel, who was on the front lines, noticed this and locked eyes with Rexton who was far enough away that he wasn’t affected yet. With his dying breaths, Axel screamed at Rexton to run and get away from the area before he was infected too. Rex watched his brother slowly decay away after commanding him to flee. Rexton then turned and bolted away from the scene only turning back once he knew his away.

Rexton, now a lone wolf, lived a solemn life. He began to live alone on the outskirts of society, running away from the first sight of danger, and he did this for multiple years. Eventually, the life of solidarity began to eat away at his psyche and one day he snapped. When he came back to reality he was in front of the ruins of a destroyed village, covered in wounds and surrounded by the dead bodies of monsters and mortals. He doesn’t remember what happened, but survivors from the ruined village told him. The village was apparently attacked by the monsters, and that Rexton charged into them alone. He had used the exact same shadows the monsters were born from against them. He darted in and out of the darkness striking at the weaknesses of each monster. After all was done, he had multiple monsters and saved the lives of multiple people. He had sustained multiple serious injuries during the ordeal, and had to travel with the survivors in order to heal.

After Rexton’s wounds healed and he was back at full strength, he left the group of survivors and headed towards the port city of Urenda. He had heard that the city was a temporary safe haven. He has been there since, training his body and patiently waiting for the day he has the chance to kill a god.

Class:

Assasin

Combat Style:

He uses his speed in order to evade enemy attacks and then attack an enemy's weak point. If no weak point is available, he will attack the exact same spot in order to create or reveal a weak spot.

Weapons / Tools:

• A Wakizashi

Skills / Natural Abilities:(Things you have learned to do / abilities from your race or body. Also skills like natural or innate talents, i.e. he can run really fast)

• Unnatural Speed -He is really fast and becomes even faster the more his body consumes energy
• Hide Presence - He can conceal himself in the shadows and nearly erase his presence from the surrounding area.
• Low-Light Vision - He can see normally with little light needed
• Transformation and Infection - He can transform into multiple form ranging from human to wolf, and can infect others with his lycanthropy.

Magic:

• Illusion Magic - After Image - Rexton can create after image of himself after using this ability. The cost of this ability is a large amount of strain on his muscles and can only be used a few times with out rest.

General Equipment:

• A small pack
• Daggers
• 6 days rations
• first aid supplies

Miscellaneous:

• Theme Song - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D7hm1gI17e0

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