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Re'Drix Thorn

Aliases: Red, Captain Thorn, Tails.
Age: Twenty Seven Human Years.
Race: Tiefling
Physical: Tall (6ft 5), Athletic.
Features: Blue Eyes, Brown hair, Stubbed Horns, Long spaded tail, Sharp fingernails.

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Personality:

Re'Drix is a joker, He's quick to make a pun of the sort when the situation arises and enjoys the comforts of making other people laugh, In his time of commanding a ship of a few years he has grown to be a bit more stern with his words but once the harsh of a job is done, He's the first person to make a joke of the scenario, He's confident in his own skin and would strut around with a strut of a carefree life, It'll take alot to make this individual feel uncomfortable about who he is - He worked hard to be where he is and isn't ashamed of what he has become - He likes to try talk his way out of things before they get spicy but when things do he isn't shy to unseath his rapier and fight till atleast one of them is badly wounded if not worse. He'd consider himself a very reliable and loyal friend to have and would go lengths upon lengths to aid a friend in whatever way they could, and all he wishes for in return is to have them do the same.

Jewelry:
Re'Drix is adorned with plentyful jewelry that he's acquired over his life, Many of which include rings on almost every thing of his, A few piercings on the spaded edges of his long tail and a pair of ear-rings, two black orbs in each lobe, His canines are embedded with an emerald in each. A few necklaces of silver and gold are laced around his neck holding a few gems aswell as a singular locket but no picture inside.

Clothing:
Wearing what he deems as fine clothing- Majority of the time his outfit would consist a soft leather long-coat that was originally black but due to the wear and tear and the harsh enviroment of the ocean and its saltyness, It's ended up a faded looking grey but despite the worn clothing, The accented areas of such, The trim and buttons were still shiny, Trimmed with a yellow stitching and held together by buckles and buttons of silver keeping his cloth undershirt covered, aswell as a leather belt slung across his chest that he often tucks his left hand into for unknown reasons, maybe just habit.
His trousers are that of a black cloth and is home to a pouch which hangs from his waists belt which resides underneath the lengthy overcoat.
The boots on his feet are made from leather dyed black and holds no buckles nor lacing, But simply footwear that he's able to just slip his feet into, Folded at the brim and the heels made of a steel flat which causes clicking in each of his strides depending on whatever the surface was.
To top off the outfit is his large folded hat- The Tricorne that never leaves his head and he is very protective over it, almost like it was acquired by someone and given to him as a gift, or he plucked it from a dead sailor he found.. or caused. That story in which would often differ from time to time depending on who is spoken with.

Weaponary:
Re'Drix is a simple man when it comes to weaponary, An ornate rapier hangs from his left hip seathed in a simple leather hoop, The hilt is fashioned to have depictions of umberlee, the raingaurds bend to resemble waves.

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Background:
Very little is known or spoke of about Re'Drix's background but the main story he will tell people who hasn't yet grown to trust is that he grew up in Neverwinter in the slums pursuing the career of a lowly thief, picking fruit from stalls, coin from the commoners before sharing the wealth with him and his friends until he gathered enough gold to charter a ship to Luskan where he worked on the docks for many years, learning the ways of a sailor - Aiding in ferrying stock up and down the sword coast to the various port towns in order to grow his funds.
It wasn't until about four years prior he finally had enough to get a galleon of his own constructed and a crew built of close friends he made of dock workers in the same sort of scenario he was in - From that day on he was "Captain Thorn" - Taking up what he knew in the transportation of goods.

It wasn't until the 29th of Mirtul, Re'Drix had moored his ship "The Copper Talon" Outside the Baldur Gates waters and brought himself to the docks of the city via a rowboat, And from there, In the clothes on his back, The tricorne on his head and his rapier on his hip he was ready to start what would be a new life within this bustling new city, With new faces, New foes and new profitable endevours.
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The Cavern of Riches.

It was an early morning of the first day of Kythorn, Re'Drix had took to adventuring deep into the ruins just by the River of Chionthar, Fighting through the waves of Kobolds, Scowering the loot, Picking of the locks of the various chests and stuff whatever booty he could plunder. His focus would be sharp, The grip on his fashioned rapier tight, The Tiefling pupils glowing in the dark of the hallways until one room stuck out to him, One very chest looking oh so loot filled than the rest.

He'd wander over, Pulling out his tools of the trade and starts jiggling the pick inside keyhole until a deep vulgur grumbling comes from inside, Re'Drix never encountered something like this before - Before his very eyes the chest burst open, Rows of sharp thangs and a long tongue enrolled out from the chest - A Mimic! - Before his very eyes he had no choice but to swing at the thing - Slashing the elongated tongue, Kicking it to the side before plunging the rapier of his into the mimic's "Mouth" and the screetching and growling stopped, The still intact portion of the tongue drops down lifelessly.
Reaching a free hand deep into the wet saliva covered inners of the chest and looting whatever the strange chest contained.. Waving it around to rid it of the gunk covering it and stuffs it into his satchel.
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Moving on from the encounter, The hallways and caverns progress to darken as he journeys deeper into the ruins homing kobolds and bladelings, By the dozens and dozens until he is met with a large cavern, leaking from the roof of water, Centrepieced by a strange glowing yellow pit filled with murky water..

*THUD THUD SNARL*

Upon scanning the room it would become evident what was making a large Wyrmling, scales glowing like his back was encrusted in emeralds, the wingspan the size ship sails, the forked tongue flicking away as it stomped over - There was only one thing to do if Re'Drix didn't want to become dragon chow, Swing that blade, Poking and jabbing to attempt to find it's weakness.. A soft piece of flesh.. a missing scale in which would penetrate its leathery hide.. The fought progressed on, A few bladelings decided to join in, Blades swinging all around, The sharp noises of metal clanging echoed the chamber as a lucky lunge done the wyvern a fatal blow, Plunging straight into it's chest, his grumbling roar died down and the best lay defeated and the bladelings shortly after.


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Soon after catching his breath from the fight of his most valiant since his arrival to the is les, He'd do another quick scan of the room ensuring no more foes lurked in the shadows, Searching the various barrels and chests scattered around the wyrmlings reverie, there was one room which held all the fortunes he could as for to get him situated in his early days.. A small room littered with golds, goblets, gems, The whole glory any sailors eyes wishes to rest their eyes on.. Without a moment to spare this swashbuckler with nothing but the first for gold would seath his rapier and gather up as much as he could into his pockets and satchels until he could barely walk! And with that, Blood shed and sweat dripping from his head, he'd make his way out of the lower levels and as per usual he'd finish up his night headed to The Broken Goblet.

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The Barkeeps Suggestion

Anyone that is everyone knows this simple fact of life, If you want to find an adventure, The barkeep is the best person to go to!

"Hey Red, You been east o' the wyrms crossing yet? - Go there and find a house - I think you'll love it"

And east of the Wyrms Crossing he went, Packing whatever essentials was needed - Having himself dressed in the morning ready to set off on with a curious mind as to what was in store of this house.
From the docks, Through the eastern part of the city and through the farmlands - He made his way in the direction that Sel has lead him from the conversration that night and by truthful words he encounted a small house which looked ordinary enough until noticing a strange entrance etched into the wall.

Making his way through the passage only to find himself in some sort of cave system which had a strange life about it, There was ofcourse the usual moss and what not along the walls, but something stuck out.

Bushes and small trees that moved!

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As time went by and the TIefling ventured deeper in, The bushes and trees had got larger, IF they never moved you would never have thought it, only to just think "Wow there is an eco system down here" - But no, These shrubs and human sized tree saplings were armed, Not with metal blades or projectiles, Their branches were sharp, Their thorns sharper. The fights carried on throughout the tunnel system until he was met with an addition to the collection of foes in this dungeon, The usual pesky Kobolds. Swiftly dealt with he'd move on.

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It wasn't until he fought past the lively trees, Shrubs and annoying Kobolds - He came to the end of the cave.. Another entrance lead to a passage which echoed droplets of water from the humid roof of this cavern with a portion of it underwater, It was time for this sailor to get his boots wet.
And wet they did get, Hells everything upto his thighs got wet.
Wading through the waters that could send a halfling to a demise with a lung full of water he'd be met by the crunching of skeleton bones, the reanimated form of a fleshless form - Three of them, all bearing peers and chainmail armour - Started to rush towards him.

But what reanimated these skeletons? Who is behind giving the lives to these boney figures - Behind them cackling in the distance, a womans form, but it was not that of a sunkissed beauty, No. This woman was made of wood with scribing glowing in a green all up her woody appendages. The first Dryad that Red has ever laid his eyes on.

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Flailing his long rapier and bashing his shield agaisnt the foes, The skeletons weren't all that of an issue- Simply litte nuddge of one of their connecting parts would have caused them to crumble down to the floor in a big pile of bones but the dryad was a different story, Red never had any fire of the sorts and a rapier is no slicing weapon so the fight went for a good few moments until he had managed to weaken the wooden form and she had fallen into the waters.


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Gnoll's Bane

The one called Gnoll's Bane is a big black Dobermann acquired by Re'Drix just after his trip into the Gnoll's Cave with Captain Smythe - He was found munching on scraps in the docks of Baldurs until Re'Drix Spotted him, Offering him some scraps of a badger that he'd killed earlier on that day, And from there the dog wouldn't leave Re'Ds side..

Standing rather noble looking and strong, If not vicious - The dog has a somewhat energetic spark and has already made a good few dozen laps of the pillars within the Broken Goblet.
There is without a doubt that this dog will be a decent ally for Re'Drix in the comin days in his time on these isles, A excellent guard dog with a bite as vicious as his bark.

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The sky fell red.

Living on these planes for a whole of twenty seven years, Re'Drix had seen nothing like this before, Waking up and stumbling through the broken goblet with cloudy eyes, a mouth dry and screaming for rum he made his way to the bar, Ordering from man pike.. Whistling on his trusty dog which came running up from the pits before.

"Watch yoursel' out there Re'd mate, Somethin's a brewin'"
"Nae problem Pike Thanks."

Re'drix would take his trusted mutt up the stairs, accompanied right by the ankles of the tiefling man the dog would let off a soft whimper - To Re'Drix this just seemed like a whine for a piece of jerky - Tossing the beast a strip from his satchel they made it outside the goblet and was welcomed by a sight never seen through the blue eyes of this middle-aged Tiefling.

The sky fell red, Thick fog matching the very blooded maw of Gnoll's Bane - Confusion struck the man as he looked around.

"Somethin' aint righ' here Gnoll's bane boy.. Go back ta' the pits"
*The mutt would almost give him a nod of agreement and dashed off to the goblet*

Strapping his buckler to his left arm and setting himself off to the docks, cautious eyes scaned the atmosphere.

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The Tailed Sailor

"May our lungs stay empty of water, and our tankards full of rum!"
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