Rei-lin Swift

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• Vital Stats

  • Name: Rei-lin Swift
  • Gender: Male
  • Nicknames: Rei, bastard, The Goddess's Hound
  • Race: Human, Decay-morph
  • Alignment: Good natured
  • Deity: He has turned his back to the deities
  • Age: 33
  • Body Type: Skinny, but with CLEARLY visible muscles
  • Height: 6'1
  • Weight: 142 pounds
  • Complexion: Pale, sickly
  • Hair: Messy brown hair, medium-short length
  • Eyes: Faded hazel
  • Handedness: Left handed
  • Scars: Heavily battle scarred through out his entire body.
  • Relationship Status: Widower
  • Personality: Light hearted, putting the needs of others before his own. A bit slow from time to time. A bit too trusting.
  • Mannerisms: Tends to have trouble maintaining focus.
  • Likes: Good company, stories
  • Dislikes: Any mentioning of fate, deities, or those who harm the weak

• Classic D&D Stats

  STR	16	INT	8
  DEX	19	WIS	18
  CON	4	CHA	15

• Description

  He doesn't appear to be the social sort upon first glance, as if you are to catch a momentary glance from his dead eyes it is undeniable that this man has seen the world for what it really is.
  Reilin appears to be much older than he really is, with his battle scarred face and rough beard that compliments his profound features.
  
  Most do not know what to think of him, although unfortunately the masses seem to avoid him.
  He keeps his bastard sword slung over his shoulder within it's sheath, a silent sentinel always watching over him.
  A buckler is strapped promptly to his left arm, but not much else is visible under his leather cloak.
  Seems you'll have to approach him yourself to learn more.

• Biography

  Whispers seem to follow him where ever he may go, although they never end up being much more than just that; Whispers and rumors.
  
  What is known about his background is scarce.
  His childhood was troubling, to say the least, as his father whom was a soldier brought up from the garrison in the East found himself unknowingly infected by the very Decay those in his homeland had been fighting.
  His father impregnated his wife, ignorant of what was to come. She gave birth to Reilin nine months later but the results were not what was expected to be frank.
  Reilin was born cold, a corpse. His father's ailment was to be the cause of this.
  But although he resembled a corpse, the Decay that wreak havoc across the lands; he lived.
  
  He was not socially accepted due to this, and lived his early years alone with exception of the company from his adopted brother.
  At the age of seventeen his village was attacked by Decay garrison, where he nearly met death but was saved by his own curse.
  For brief moments his rotting core released itself from him, slaughtering both Decay soldiers and his own neighbors in the frenzied confusion.
  
  History goes blank from this point on, only patches of what those say had happened remain
  
  He traveled with his adopted brother and a girl for two or so years, becoming close with them.
  Their names are unknown.
  He had a child at the age of nineteen with once again, a woman who no one seems to remember.
  
  It his rumored that during the course of those years and onward he fought the Decay and the very Gods who created them, driven to end their corruption.
  Some say he even succeeded.
  Each of his companions though, met their demise somewhere within the years leaving him as the sole survivor with exception of his daughter who on occasion accompanies him on his adventures. She is fourteen, going by the name Guin.