Name: Raedric Alswith
Nickname: Berserker, ‘Fluffy’
Age: 27 years old
Height: 7’3’’ (221 cm)
Species: Beastfolk (Wolfen)
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A Wolfen warrior from the continent known as the Northern Reach, a land known for its harsh winters and its vibrant springs. He was raised on tales of battle and glory. Though his father had long put aside his weapons in exchange for a more stable means of making money, Raedric preferred to walk another path. He became a marauder like his father had been many years ago, sailing from place to place; robbing from merchant vessels that didn’t have the Reach’s protection, smuggling goods into the country’s borders, and privateering with permission from the current ruler. As much as he enjoyed what he did, after a while, he did come to grow tired of the sea. His captain told him that this was normal – that as much as they all loved those gleaming waters, at times, some needed to take a step back. “The sea will call to you again,” he had said. “Don’t rush it, boy.” Despite Raedric understanding this, he had become so used to the swaying of a ship, that he didn’t quite know what to do upon leaving it behind.
Deciding to follow his captain’s advice and offer his skills through the mercenary trade, he eventually found himself joining the Band of Blades. His work ethic, easy personality, and ability to follow orders without much question, meant that he found his place quite easily among that group. Jianyu has been trying to put him in more leadership roles, but honestly, Raedric would much rather take orders than give them. It’s just far too much work.
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Trivia:
Wags his tail when he’s happy. It knocks things over sometimes.
Give him a dish with fish in it and he’s a happy wolf.
He won many a knife throwing competition on his ship.
He’s very fond of horses. Perhaps it is his gentle temperament in general that makes them feel calm around him, but he enjoys spending his time in the stables.
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Personality:
Despite Raedric’s more colorful lifestyle in the past, he is actually quite gentle and caring towards others. This, especially, is so for those he considers comrades, or ‘packmates’, as he sometimes states. This is a direct contrast to how he can be in battle; the taste and sight of blood driving him into a wild state that can strike fear into those unused to seeing this change. He never harms his comrades, though. For as feral as he is in that situation, packmates are packmates, and he will never bare fangs against them. Raedric is somewhat timid, talking only when someone engages in conversation with him, opting to just kind of ‘exist’ and follow others rather than being in the spotlight or doing the leading. Jianyu is trying to push him out of his bubble since he believes he would make an excellent leader.
Raedric thinks otherwise.










