Rexton "Rex" Briar
Rexton se promena joyeusement dans les rues, passant acheter tous les marchands qui essaient de vendre leurs marchandises. Aucun d'eux n'a jamais prêté beaucoup d'attention à lui, mais c'était par conception. Il était bon pour réduire sa présence et, à des moments comme ceux-ci, c'était un très bon trait d'avoir en dehors du combat. Il a tourné la tête pour regarder en arrière dans la rue et a vu plusieurs marchands sortir et pratiquement traîner les gens à leurs kiosques. Rexton se sentait attristé par ces gens. Ils ont tous perdu de vue le désespoir et semblent avoir perdu de vue certaines des choses les plus simples de la vie, comme le service à la clientèle. Rexton secoua la tête, se détourna et continua de marcher dans la rue vers le bar local. Il a apprécié la boisson occasionnelle au bar pour calmer ses nerfs après une journée stressante de chasse à l'extérieur des murs de la ville. Comme une grande partie de la faune a été corrompue ou dévorée, il est devenu de plus en plus difficile de trouver des proies convenables pour chasser et manger. Après quelques minutes de marche, Rexton a finalement atteint le bar.
Le premier coup d'œil quand il s'ouvrit à la porte était trois personnes intéressantes assises au bar. Il a regardé les trois quand il est monté au bar. Il a remarqué que les femmes aux yeux rouges, et pouvait sentir qu'elle était un lycan. Il l'avait remarquée auparavant, marchant à travers la ville, mais n'avait jamais pris la peine de s'approcher d'elle. Les deux à côté d'elle qu'il n'avait jamais vus auparavant. L'un était un nain en armure pourpre et l'autre était ce qui ressemblait à un jeune elfe avec son renard. "Un lycan, un elfe et un nain entrent dans un bar. On dirait le début d'une mauvaise blague », se disait-il avec un sourire alors qu'il prenait place à côté du nain cramoisi. "Hé, garde-boue! Surprenez-moi aujourd'hui." Il a dit de placer quelques pièces sur le haut de la barre.
"Hé! Rexton, j'attendais que tu dises ça », a répondu le barman avec un sourire. Il entre ensuite à l'arrière de sa station et revient quelques instants plus tard avec un verre d'un liquide mystérieux. "J'ai fait ça juste pour toi, mon pote." Il a dit avec un sourire dérisoire.
Rexton lui a donné un regard de confusion et d'excitation. "Je ne sais pas ce que tu as fait, mais tu sais que ça ne me fera pas peur," dit-il avec son propre sourire. Il a ramassé le verre et en a pris une grosse perruque, et a presque instantanément craché sur sa droite, "Sainte carpe! C'est dégoûtant! Qu'est-ce que tu as mis dans ce truc?" Il a crié sur le bar.
"Oh, je pensais que ça te plairait. C'est un mélange spécial de vodka et de vieille huile de poisson que j'ai trouvé à l'arrière de mon inventaire." Le barman a dit de tenir son menton pour avoir l'air confus sur la raison pour laquelle un de ses clients les plus aimés ne l'aimait pas.
"Huile de poisson! Allez mec, c'est un désastre qui attend d'arriver et tu le sais! Va me chercher un vrai verre!" Rexton continua à crier sur l'entretien, mais son visage sérieux s'était divisé en un grand sourire. Il aime quand les gens étaient encore capables de montrer un peu d'humour au milieu de l'apocalypse, et il ne pouvait pas rester fou. Il a regardé le barman rire et s'en aller pour lui offrir un nouveau verre. Rexton s'est ensuite repositionné dans son tabouret pour affronter le nain et les autres. "Pouvez-vous croire des gens?" Il se dirigea vers l'entretien, "Les noms Rexton, mais n'hésitez pas à m'appeler Rex. De quoi parlez-vous?"
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 energyHide 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 packDaggers6 days rationsfirst aid supplies
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