[color=ed1c24][h3]Rexton "Rex" Briar[/h3][/color]

Rexton happily strolled through the streets, passing buy all the merchants that are trying to sell their wares. None of them ever paid much attention to him, but that was by design. He was good at reducing his presence and, at times like these, it was a very good trait to have outside of combat. He turned his head to look back down the street and saw multiple merchants walk out and practically drag people to their kiosks. Rexton felt saddened by those people. They all wreaked of desperation and seem to have lost sight of some of the more simpler things in life, like customer service. Rexton shook his head, turned away, and kept on walking down the street towards the local bar. He enjoyed the occasional drink at the bar to calm his nerves after a stressful day of hunting outside of the city walls. Since a lot of the wildlife has been corrupted or devoured, it has become increasingly harder to find suitable prey to hunt and eat. After a few more minutes of walking, Rexton finally reached the bar. 

The first sight when he opened to door was three interesting people sitting at the bar. He watched the three as he walked up to the bar. He noticed that the women with red eyes, and could sense that she was a lycan. He had noticed her before, walking through the city, but had never bothered to approach her. The two next to her he had never seen before. One was a dwarf in crimson armor and the other was what looked like a young elf with her pet fox. [color=ed1c24]"A lycan, an elf, and a dwarf walk into a bar. Heh, sounds like the start of a bad joke,"[/color] he said to himself with a smile as he took a seat next to the crimson dwarf. [color=ed1c24]"Hey, barkeep! Surprise me today."[/color] He said placing a few coins onto the bar top. 

[color=00aeef]"Hey! Rexton, I've been waiting for you to say that,"[/color] The barkeep responded with a smile. He then walked into the back of his station and returned a few moments later with a glass of a mystery liquid. [color=00aeef]"I made this just for you, bud."[/color] He said with a playfully wicked grin.

Rexton gave him a look of confusion and excitement.[color=ed1c24] "I don't know what you did, but you know that won't scare me,"[/color] He said with his own grin. He picked up the glass and took a large swig of it, and almost instantly spit it out to his right, [color=ed1c24]"Holy carp! That's disgusting man! What did you put in that thing?"[/color] He yelled at the barkeep.

[color=00aeef]"Oh, I figured you would like it. It's a special blend of vodka and some old fish oil I found in the back of my inventory."[/color] The barkeep said holding his chin as to look confused on why one of his most beloved customers didn't like it.

[color=ed1c24]"Fish oil! Come on man, that's a disaster waiting to happen and you know it! Go get me a real drink!"[/color] Rexton continued to yell at the barkeep, but his serious face had split into of a large grin. He like it when people were still able to show a bit of humor amidst the apocalypse, and he couldn't stay mad. He watched the barkeep laugh it off and walk off in order to get him a new drink. Rexton then re-positioned himself in his stool in order to face the dwarf and others. [color=ed1c24]"Can you believe some people?"[/color] He motioned towards the barkeep, [color=ed1c24]"The names Rexton, but feel free to call me Rex. What are you guys talkin' about?"[/color]