User:Reiner

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Upon looking at Rein at a casual glance, nothing more than a mere man is presented. It would indeed be shocking should anything about him merit one's full attention. Yet, upon further inspection It becomes quite apparent, with a small element of shock, that this mere man holds much on the surface and more beneath his deceptive appearance. Golden rays of youth shined brightly from the man's sun bathed skin and were accompanied by the beauty his face presented. Mesmerizing, misty blue eyes, filled with burning compassion and strength like some untamed fire, seemed to stare intently upon the heavens as if questioning the life he was given. Though the love in his eyes could be seen, so too were the flickers of torment and hate. It was as if looking into a vortex filled with every imaginable sensation trying to invade your thoughts and break your will to it's own will. As if designed to intervene these compelling spheres, long strands of silky, ebony dark hair flowed down like a gentle mountain's stream to his shoulders; several of which were blocking bits of his visage. Another intervention of sorts were the pair of elegant, semi pointed ears on his features, hinting at some traces of elven heritage. The man's chin was slightly broad like that of a human's with his lips as fair and crisp as that of an elf. His build is that of one accustomed to the rigorous lifestyle forged in the demanding wilderness: muscles well toned but evenly distributed as to not hinder his mobility. The fingers on his pair of hands were fairly long and well suited for the handling of a bow or any weapon requiring a firm grip. Proximity close to to this man brought with it a sudden rush of ease and eerie shudder of dread. How such two conflicting vibes could coexist could be seen in his smile: complimenting his pearly white teeth were two pairs of dazzling, razor sharp fangs. Though the vampire's fangs were deadly and his existence an abomination, the presence of light and a will to serve good was a constant unspoken message in his very being. Thus, Rein is more of what can be sensed instead of seen: a charming deception.

In-Character Inormation

~General Information~

Name:

“Rein Vor'en Arbiter”, prefers “Reiner”

Age:

23 (sired 22)

Race:

Vampire

Class:

Ranger

Clan:

Phantasmal Knights

Alignment:

Neutral Good

Martial Status:

Single

Height:

2 Meters

Weight:

95 Kg

Skin:

Sun bathed, tough as leather yet fair in appearance

Eyes:

Misty Blue

Hair:

Silky strands of ebony dark hair resting on the shoulders

Build:

Balanced, muscular

Mannerism

In conversation, the vampire will keep an unwavering, eerie focus into they eyes of whomever he is speaking with. It can also be noted that he not only looks into the eyes, but is able to read emotions by slight variations in temperature, heart rate, and the slightest of body expressions. When agitated, he will often lick one of his fangs slowly while his speech becomes abnormally calm. When excited, Rein will often display his fangs without a second thought and come off as being too friendly. Formal in speech and etiquette, the vampire will often bow to everyone when introducing himself, he will shake the hands of men, and gently kiss the hand of a lady. The vampire's eyes will darken and turn crimson red only during his episodes of bi-polarism or when irate. In addition to this saliva will often run down his fangs. Tapping his fingers, softly humming, and fixing his tools and weapons are signs that Rein is bored or anticipating something. Smiling comes natural to the vampire who loves showing off his pearly white fangs and teeth. More importantly he loves seeing others smile in response to his smile. Rein has a fatal flaw in that he will tolerate a woman's behavior despite how violent or obnoxious it may be, offering no major changes in his mannerism when dealing with such an opposition. In combat, he will often try to break the will and focus of his opponent with assaults on their beliefs and by feigning his true strength. Speaking with wolves and other canines comes naturally to the vampire and often time will kneel when speaking them as a sign of respect and equality.

Personality

Despite the curse that was forced upon him, Rein believes that there is still good left within in the world and will fight to keep that beacon of hope from ever being destroyed by the forces of evil. Though he believes that most laws of the land help keep order and stability to an extent, some laws are meant to be broken on the grounds they are immoral and ineffective. He believes that the path of good is the best way to reach balance and peace. However, when his sanity is under assault from the vampire curse he will lose sense of right and wrong. At which point merciless logic and sudden impulses will drive him to action. Rein is a very opened minded individual and can understand the issues plaguing most species. Because of this and his optimistic view on life, he never judges by race alone and gives each individual a change to prove their character. He does however calculate how one might act on think based on their culture. Few things agitate the vampire as much as misguided hate and prejudice among species. He hates it when the innocent suffer and the oppressors prosper. He knows total peace will never exist, but also knows that much can be done to attribute to that dream. Despite being so young, Rein is quite wise though his ideologies may sometimes cloud his judgment. From this wisdom comes his love to learn and teach. His teaching methods are unorthodox in that he teaches from all sides of the spectrum of good and evil to find a balance to the two extremes. Rein believes that in combat you must love your enemy and never fall to their level of hate, that you must deceive your enemy and make their reality what you want it to be, that no opponent is beyond redemption and atonement, and that victory can be obtained without killing your foe. However, he believes one must be willing to take a life in order to protect not only your own, but another's as well. Rein holds women in high regard and gives them absolute respect. He has no problems taking orders from them if they are the ones in charge, and expects every other man to respect their rights.

~The Story of Rein~

Birth

Twenty two years before the Preklek invasion into the lands of Hollow, a child of a forbidden love was soon to be born into the world on a cold winter's night. This child was innocent in birth as despite the love of his parents, he was destined to be hated and outcast. Born on the forest floor with only his mother,father, and animal bystanders present, he was basked in the love of nature and peace. Mother and father looked on their beautiful baby boy along with the forest herself, knowing this precious moment was theirs for all time. This moment was not to last as both the mother and father knew what life would await him, being the child of an immortal elf and mortal human. Had they made the right choice to love one another knowing in their hearts that the bitterness of mortality would intervene and destroy something so innocent and beautiful? The answer would have to as nature intervened for the moment. As the snow began to fall sharply and wind howl like a screaming banshee, the couple took their child back to the village to escape the storm. Wolves followed in close pursuit, intrigued with the child in their arms and the two mates of different races. They stopped short of the cottage as the couple walked in and trotted back to the forest where they belonged; where the boy would soon belong.

Village Childhood

The half-elf boy did not bode well with the elven village nor did his human father. As was a tradition of the village, children were to be named by a consensus of the elders and the parents of the child. The elders, wanting nothing to do with the mortals, refused to give audience to the parents or the child effectively giving them no voice in village policy. Outraged from the unjust treatment of their small family, a name was decided by the couple to their year old son: Rein Vor'en Arbiter. In essence his name translated as “one who will seek justice from the shadows.” Such disregard of village traditions only furthered the mistreatment of the Arbiter family.

On the eve of Rein's second birthday the safety and peace of the village was destroyed as the church bells began to ring wildly, warning of an outside attack. All able men, including Rein's father, took their arms and armor and rushed to the gates of the village to defend their kin and friends. Their efforts were futile as none of the men, save Rein's father, were combatants. From the tree line burst forth hundreds of vile raiders, armed to the teeth with deadly weaponry and impressive armor. Like a crashing wave did they break the defenses of the small village; hacking, slashing, and breaking those who dare stood in their way. Those who tried to flee were cut down by a deadly volley of arrows that darkened the ground below in their masses; their screams muffled by the whooshing of the projectiles. Rein's father held his own as he cleaved through every raider that dared challenge him. His eyes shined as bright as the celestial sky, filling his opponents with dread as they faced the dark haired man. His skill was impressive, but he was slowly being overwhelmed. Pushed back to his own own cottage, the man became filled with such violent fervor that his blade crashed so hard against his foes that opposing blades were shattered, armor was crushed into the wearer, and men were cut to pieces by his attacks. As his energy began to wain and the wounds over his body began to take effect, his wife burst from the cottage sending blistering fire from her fingertips. An enraged mother and determined father fought desperately to protect their only son. Dozens of foes fell in heaps from the tenacity and power of the combined power of husband and wife. Realizing the only hope they had was to escape before being overpowered by the sheer number of raiders. After one final blast of flame and violent series of cuts, the couple retreated back into the cottage and took their crying infant into the safety of the woods. As they looked back on the burning village, the smell of burnt flesh and ghastly screams began to drift from the village. While the raiders began to loot and kill a small band was sent to capture the only survivors: the Arbiter family.

After miles of trekking in the snow filled forest, both parents decided to rest and gather about their wits. The village was gone and despite how they resented it, they could not help but feel pity for those who had died. Such destruction and loss of life they feared would be forever burned into the memory of their son and knew that he would be scarred for it. Looking at their child they saw a small smile creep on his face as he looked back into their eyes; no hate was to be seen in his eyes as only love and decency resided. Holding each other closely, he couple sighed and kissed one another and kissed their son, knowing that know matter what may happen they would always be together. A sudden Swooshing noise broke the silence of the forest a sickening thud and gasp from both parents filled the air. The snow was sprayed with a crimson mist as more swooshing noises followed in suit. The small band of raiders had found them. With every arrow that struck his mother and father, Rein began to cry and shake violently as the only two people who had ever loved him were being taken away. Yet as the couple fell together to the stained snow floor, they held their baby close to protect him uttering the words that would be his only memory of them, “We love you son.” They said holding back their tears and fighting back the pain, “We will see you again, we promise.” With that, the mother and father of Rein Arbiter passed on to a realm where they would always be together, waiting for their son to join them.

The wicked raiders began to smirk and cackle as they approached the crying babe, intent on finishing their job. Yanking the child from the grasp of his dead parents the lead raider readied his knife to end the orphan. As if by some divine intervention, a pack of vicious, powerful wolves dashed into the raiders and began to tear into them, spilling more blood on the snowy ground. Those who tried to fight back against the wolves were torn apart as several would lunge at them and force them to the ground. The scene was of horrid chaos as men screamed in agony while the wolves used their sharp and powerful teeth to good measure. As the raiders finally fell to their wounds, the wolves buried the remains for no other raiders to discover what had happened. Gently taking the crying babe with them, the wolves returned to their den to decide the boys fate.

Wolf Upbringing

The young boy's fate, it seemed, was to return to the forest he was born in and aid those who had taken an interest in him. The wolves could sense something within the half-elf; something that set him apart from those who had been civilized: he was innocent and had the strong spirit within him to survive in the wild. For the next sixteen years the boy became integrated into the pack, learning to think and behave as a wolf should. He even learned to communicate with not only wolves but other canines as well. His skills in the hunt were sharpened into a fine edge where even his skills in tracking and stealth and senses of smell, sight, and hearing were beginning to surpass his adoptive family members. It was during this upbringing that the young boy began to keep a close eye on those who thrived in the woods: the ranger and the tools they used. During one hunt he came upon a quiver full of arrows and a simple oak bow. From that moment forward he would spend hours, when not on a hunt, firing the bow. After years of use he began to take these tools with him on the hunt, bringing back large game for his pack. In secret, Rein would often sneak off and observe the civilized world. He learned of its culture, of it's war, of its people, of its languages, and off the systems in which it was able to function. He did not see anything that he would call civil in it and was content with the forest. Fate would intervene once more and drive him to civilization. The pack knowing that the half-elf should be with his own kind, decided that he leave them on his eighteenth birthday. Rein bore no grudges with them and understood that it was time he face the society he was meant to be a part of. The wolves cried out into the night as he left them, knowing that a part of their family was now gone. The man turned back with tears rolling down his cheeks and offered a small smile. Remembering on what his parents had promised him, he said, “I love you all. I Will see you again. I promise.” All they had instructed him would serve him well along with the training he had already begin with his bow. He sought to be what civilization called Rangers.

Adulthood

Traveling for days, Rein came about a fairly sized tavern. Looking upon the engraving he read the name “Kelay Tavern.” It would be in this tavern hat he would come face to face with other people. What he found disgusted him: obnoxious and vulgar behavior amongst 'civilized' people, constant bickering, violence, and corruption. Everything he had been raised by his pack was put to the test to remain incorruptible. As the weeks passed by he found himself returning to the tavern less and more exploring the lands for any traces of something he could calm home; somewhere civilization had not destroyed. The half-elf never found what he was looking for and soon began to adapt to the society he was now a part of. His key principles of the will to do good and help others as a pack was never driven from him. He began to gain an interest in philosophy and soon began to study the laws of the land and ideas of men long since passed away. Civilization was corrupt and its laws flawed, yet it managed to keep itself intact. How could this be, he wondered? It was during his studies of civilization and training of the bow that he learned that the forces of good and evil were in constant war with each other, fighting for souls and dominance of the world. It was the call of his pack, the call of good that reached his heart as well as the love of his parents. This new drive in the young man's life helped drive him to intensive training with the bow, mind, body, and spirit. The drive to serve the light in the world and aid others was soon burning wildly within his very being. His training regimes soon made him an able ranger with an impressive amount of skill with the bow and unarmed combat. The next chapter in his life would begin when he found something that he thought only his parents and pack could give: love.

Courting of Lute and new friendships

Something was missing in the half-elf's life that alluded him for many years. Completely dumbfounded about what it could be, he gave up on finding the answer. The answer soon found him. Nearly a year before the Preklek invasion, Rein found himself alone in a mining cave with another occupant: a beautiful Elf. Her bright crimson hair rushed gracefully down her back and was complimented by her deep blue eyes. Her skin was as white as the purest snow, and flawless and the world's finest cut diamond. In her voice he found peace and hope. She was lovely and her heart was even more beautiful than all her breath taking looks. Their friendship began to evolve from having picnics from a growing array of friends to having walks alone under the celestial sky. One afternoon when the sun was lowering and the crimson sky filled beauty and slow, gentle winds the two friends suddenly professed their feelings for each other. The two young lovers were meant for each other and soon made about plans of a possible future together. From Lute did Rein receive his most precious gift: his dire wolf Adalwolfa.

Adalwolfa was a very calm dire wolf, spending most of her time at Rein's side. Known for her mischief and playful demeanor, Rein took an instant liking to her. As for the dire wolf she adored her master for being able to connect to her and even the remarkable trait of communicating with her. The two could never be separated and on more than one occasion she had saved his life when distracted by other priorities.

Rein made many friends after becoming friends with Lute, but one stood out from the rest. Another elf with fair flowing red hair and a rough personality, Rein and Quain soon became best of friends. Both understood the pain of losing a lost one and the dedication to a higher cause. The two would converse on everything and even train and hunt together. Their friendship soon transformed into a brotherhood, explaining the occasional brawls they would have against each other. It was this brotherhood that would save him in the next tragic phase of his life.

New Birth

Rein was an advocate of fighting the darkness with light and to seek out and uproot evil wherever it may reside. In a play of cruel irony, he would become the very thing he fought so hardly against. One evening Rein came across what appeared to be an old man. Stopping to converse with this man, he soon found himself surrounded by two monstrous dragons. Instinctively jumping back to shield the old man, the dragons soon faded away. It was all but an illusion. Before having time to react accordingly, the half-elf soon felt a sharp pain on his neck as he was brought down to his knees. The illusion of the old man faded to reveal his true farm: a charming male vampire. Taking what blood he only needed, the witty vampire left the scene. Recovering slowly the ranger knew he had to have his wits about him at all times, lest he want such an attack happen again. One tragic and dark evening, Rein found himself venturing into an underground path and stopping at a sight he had never seen: a fountain flowing with blood. The smell of the blood made him ill and just as he was about to leave, a feeble figure approached and began to give the history of the fountain. Rein was uneasy as was Adalwolfa. Both could sense something was terribly wrong with the figure. Their sense of smell soon were able to identify the man as the vampire attacker Rein had been the victim of earlier. The man then shed the illusion and attacked the ranger with three illusions of his true self. Rein, having never faced such an opponent, wasted mush of his energy fighting the wrong figure. In the end it was his downfall as the true figure struck him down. The vampire, now in a blood lust, proceeded to drain Rein while Adalwolfa was unable to do anything but whine in sorrow in what was happening to her master. In this moment Rein was close to death, close to joining his parents who loved him and away from the friends he had made. In his last moments he only regretted that his love Lute, would be left heartbroken and his best friend Quain left hurt. The vampire then stopped his feeding and saw the man close to death, having seen the potential within he forced the dying man to drink from his vampyric blood, causing a horrendous transformation within Rein's body. His body convulsed as he cried out, his body being slowly killed by a burning curse. Every moment was pure agony as burning sensation began to overtake his entire body with a new found strength being forced inside him while breaking everything old. Fangs began to set in while the burning began to dim. He was reborn into an abomination. The half-elf was dead and a vampire was now in it's place.

Apprenticeship

Now the servant of his master Azlue, Rein was given a new training regime to learn the ways of being a vampire. Under his master's training program, Rein reached powerful levels of strength and blurring levels of speed. Learning new philosophies of combat and etiquette, Rein was soon becoming a both powerful and cunning combatant as well as developing the charm of his master. He was slowly losing himself and his sanity with every step he took towards greater power.

Only by the intervention of his best friend Quain and dearest love Lute was Rein able to fight against the forced changes in his body and mind. The scarring was left,but he was able to continue his training without further damage to his character. During his training with his master Rein began to see from the aspects of evil and chaos. He then began to change his philosophy that sometimes chaos was needed for the greater good and sometimes one would have to drop to the level of evil for that end.

During one episode in Rein's training was the incident with the assassin Queverin. Seeking help from a poison inflicted inside him, Azlue took him to a woman who would become one of his mentors: Miraje. Miraje found Rein's absolute for women amusing and named him her 'mouse'. This was in do part to Rein's absolute fear of her power. Having healed the poison within was but a brief relief as the ranger's love was soon poisoned as well. After tense negotiations and deals made, Rein was able to save her and get an antidote after paying the sum of 10,000 gold to the assassin. This unfortunate event led Rein to further his training in sociability and charm, knowing that diplomacy would have served best in the fiasco.

Tragedy of Lute

The next chapter in Rein's life was to be one of sorrow and loss. To say Rein loved Lute would be as much an insult in offering a mere copper coin to atone the death of a child. It was something more than love that could not be measured by scales or portrayed in words. Tragedy struck when Rein and Lute decided that if both were vampire's they would be happier. In a romantic setting lit by dim candle light's, Rein set out a bed of blue roses and fire lilies and sired his love into becoming a vampire. They're momentary happiness was forever destroyed when she died by unnatural causes. Rein was left alone with the guilt of possibly having killed his love's soul. The pain of such a horrid sin made him vow to never sire another again. Left alone and heart broken, Rein tried to love again and love found him. Lucille Episode.

A lovely Vampire named Lucille entered Rein's life when he needed help the most. Having helped this broken woman first, Rein gave her hope before losing all of his. The two helped raise each other back up, giving hope into their lives and allowing each other to fall in love with each other. Their love was sweet and innocent and the two began to plan for their future and a possible marriage. Without a trace and without cause she disappeared for many months leaving the ranger alone once more and broken spirited.

Disappearance of Mentors

Shortly there after, Rein's mentor and master were no where to be found and a staggering depression soon took place. Indifference soon became his demeanor as all traces of the man he once was began to vanish. Indifference soon turned to violence and hatred of everything he once stood for, jeopardizing everything he once fought with all his heart and determination. He was on the road to his own destruction.

Self Exile

The vampire dreamed one night of the fate that awaited him if he would continue down his dark path, a fate of torment and hatred; a fate where he would never see his loved ones again. He knew what had to be done and left civilization to go back into the wild to find himself and everything he once was. In his exile he began training on a level unlike any he had taken before. With new determination to save himself he began to improve in leaps and bounds as memories of his old self began to change him back to the caring, and loving man he had once been. After months of this self imposed exile he knew it was time to return and help those he had set out in the first place: the oppressed and innocent. He would once again be fighting for what he believed in, not what his master had attempted to make him believe.

New beginning

At present, Rein has taken on the task of training new combatants for the safety and security of hope in Hollow. Those who will hear his words are offered an excellent, though unorthodox, training regime to better themselves to protect others from those who would dare prey on the weak. His current student is the Werefox Ashton, one who he deemed strong in spirit to help preserve the light left within the lands of Hollow. Though Ashton is taken aback by the vampire's odd mannerism and training style, he has non the less taken great leaps and bounds in his own abilities and developed greater determination for his new cause.

~Miscellaneous~

Combat Abilities

Years of dedicated and disciplined archery training have helped forge Rein into the ranger he is today. Bows and arrows are an extension of his mind and body in combat and are used to good measure, much to the dismay of his enemies. Rein has reached a level of skill where he can hit marks the size of a gold coin while in motion, while enduring grueling stress, while facing the most adverse of weather and geographic factors, and when a target takes fairly trained evasive maneuvers(in the case if living targets). This has however come at a cost in focus: The vampire is not nearly as good with a melee weapon and often uses them as a last resort for defense, not attacking.

With such dedication to archery in terms of accuracy, Rein is by no means lacking with rate of fire. Sleepless nights and repeated drills have helped this ranger reach an awe inspiring ability to fire one to three arrows in a split second. With such a deadly volley of arrows, the target often has their vision distorted by the shadows of the arrows shafts and the light from the metal arrow heads. Rein often refrains himself from using this ability to the fullest because of how much energy it drains as well as arrows. If used to the fullest, Rein could very well exhaust himself in less than a minute.

Realizing how devastating the effect of multiple simultaneous hits could be Rein developed his own tactic he dubbed Multi Simultaneous Arrow Strike. Using to the fullest his abilities and sheer will to succeed Rein has made this tactic a reality. To date he can land four arrows with pin point precision and accuracy all at the same time on a target. This requires on Rein's part absolute focus and often requires the opponent to caught surprised or otherwise immobile.

Lacking sufficient skill with a blade for offensive purposes, Rein has trained his body to be a weapons should a bow not be in his hands. Though no match for a trained monk, Rein can hold his own against unarmed opponents and use various evasive maneuvers such simple somersaults, rolls, jumps, and lunges. Though his punches and kicks may not be lethal, the vampire aims to break the focus of the enemy and immobilize them for strikes with his more lethal weapons.

Using the small power of magic within himself, Rein can create an arrow of pure energy and shoot it as a projectile weapon. This energy arrow has the power of at least five wooden shafted, steal arrow head arrows. However with increase in power comes more drain on Rein's energy and magic reserve. In addition to this, the arrow takes a few seconds to form and once formed is much harder to aim than a conventional arrow.

Being one with nature, Rein is able to call upon the magic reserves within to heal serious wounds during combat. He was able to learn this only after years of finding peace and harmony with nature and her wonders. Had he not found this inner peace, he would have never found the focus to call upon the strength within to heal no only himself, but those he touches during battle.

Magic Abilities

By the grace and power of nature, Rein has been gifted with the ability to heal others and himself from wounds that would have otherwise been fatal. After years of application of healing small cuts and bruises, the Vampire has reached the level where he can help regenerate lost muscles, nerve, and skin as well as replenishing blood. This of course draws heavily from his magic reserve and fatigues him like no other of his abilities. Vampire Abilities

• Rein is cursed with immortality and cannot die by old age. Of course fire, light magic, and dragon blood are very effective against him.
• A quick study, Rein has learned the ability to sire others into the vampire fold. The only one he has sired is his deceased finance' Lute and he has pledged that she will be the last.
• The young vampire is slowly, but surely, gaining greater reflexes and improved strength from the vampire curse as well as a taste for blood, but this has caused a form of bi-polarism that is slowly destroying his sanity.
• As a sired vampire, Reiner answers to Azlue. (who has since vanished from Hollow)

Skills

Reiner Is trained, though not necessarily all that good, in mining and fishing. He finds the mining caves rather constrictive, dark, and damp while fishing spots rather dull and not worth the time invested to catch watery creatures.

In terms of pulling and pushing, Reiner knows proper leverage and application of force measures to make any job requiring the moving an object much simpler.

In terms of teleportation, Reiner has been instructed on how to transport to major cities. Having little training on subject, he hasn't the foggiest idea how to teleport elsewhere.

The charming vampire seems to be blessed with a silver tongue of sorts, preferring to quell social disputes with the power of diplomacy rather than violence. Having the charisma and mannerism of a gentleman, Reiner has often earned the admiration of others or scorn and ridicule of the less civilized.

During Reiner's times with the wolves, he became one with nature and beast; learning the way of both. Often accompanying the wolves on hunts, Reiner developed many essential survival and hunting skills. Having been forced out of necessity, the vampire's ears became more developed and able to detect and identify the most diminutive of sounds hundreds of yards away. His eyesight became adapted to spotting and identifying prey the size of a small mouse up to the thousand yard range. Tracking and remaining hidden all became instinct to the man who wished to prove himself with his wolf family that he was an asset, not a liability. Using forms of natural camouflage and subtle movements, Reiner was able to sneak on the most alert of prey. Unfortunately in any town setting he is out of his element and sticks out. The strongest of senses Reiner developed with his time with the wolves was his now keen scent of smell. Reiner can detect most life forms by scent alone to hundreds of yards unless powerful countermeasures are used. Reiner has used his keen sense of smell before to outwit an illusionist who overlooked the key element of hiding their scent. The strangest and perhaps most useful skill learned from his adoptive family of wolves was the ability to understand and speak with them. Reiner soon understood how wolves thought, how hunters thought, how family functioned. On a few occasions Reiner has spoken with other wolves and canines, much to the concern of 'civilized' bystanders.

Equipment

Reiner prefers to wear little armor as possible to maximize his mobility, but given the dire times he chose a balanced armor. Neither blessed nor cursed, his full set of guardian class armor has given him a decent level of protection without fully constraining his agility.

When in social gatherings the ranger will prefer a more proper attire of fine silk clothing to give the illusion of being a member of higher class society. Dazzling emerald cuff links, a fine linen cloak as black as coal flowing down his back, and floral scented seams all but make his charming demeanor the more irresistible. He pulls it off quite well with remarkable class, though position wise has none.

Lightly armed , Reiner has to rely heavily on his skill and his wits to thrive in the wild and in civilization. In a concealed satchel he carries bits of food and drink along with any other stray items he comes across. One sheath can be found on his right and left leg; the right holding his hunting knife and the later holding his dagger. The hunting knife's sheath contains a compass, bits of tinder, a flint, and powdered herbs while the dagger's sheath only holds one other function by holding a sharpening stone. Reiner's prized tools are his bow, quiver, and arrows. The bow achieves a perfect balance by being equally efficient against both cursed and blessed foes. The quality of the wood in the bow is excellent as is the material used in the stringing. The feature most cherished about the bow is how it's true-sight construction makes it almost too easy to handle and aim. His quiver holds up to one hundred arrows and even holds a compartment holding the tools to make arrows on site. The arrows themselves are flawless oak shafted and razor sharp tipped iron. Though this is not the only arrow type Reiner has ever used, it is the easiest to make in large quantities on his part.

Out-of-Character Information

~General Information~

Coming soon!