[Hider=Pictures]
Delbrix:
[IMG]https://s20.postimg.org/nys4t5d9p/9aca6d5c4cf9efdbdd52d2b7b758c9db.jpg[/IMG]

Delbrix's Clothes:
[IMG]https://s20.postimg.org/vlz4s70kt/0254645c2624a84aac9a18e92df27c82.jpg[/IMG]

Delbrix's Wolf Form:
[IMG]https://s20.postimg.org/6q13qyoj1/723c9201133201da2fbb3c5ed3d1c4ba.jpg[/IMG]

Delbrix's Sword:
[IMG]https://s20.postimg.org/qp1gqc9yl/2a4f8a0e7227b475259ad078c2e0b79a.jpg[/IMG]

Delbrix's Bow:
[IMG]https://s20.postimg.org/fs051kn71/68adfbb22501ec83123e0583c8c99c55.jpg[/IMG]

Delbrix's Quiver:
[IMG]https://s20.postimg.org/qnriwx84t/dcc9353a471b7a16584f2abc38ef6886.jpg[/IMG]

Delbrix's Blessed Axe:
[IMG]https://s20.postimg.org/pwiw7vuel/Ward_141207.jpg[/IMG]
[/Hider]

Not to much further up the path, in the forest something was approaching what smelled like a deer, something large and fluffy, with very sharp teeth and razor like claws. The air was warm and the forest was in full bloom. The creature could almost taste the deer he was so close, his ears and nose picked up every movement every sound. Just as he was about to pounce and win his dinner for the night the sounds of voices just down the path startled his prey and the deer took off at full speed. The creature started sprinting through the trees after the prey as fast as he could and in a moment he had closed the distance between he and his quarry, with his immense strength he slammed the deer up against a tree and sunk his teeth deep into it's throat stifling any sounds it might of made, with a quick motion he pulled the deer's heart from its chest and ate it. After that the creature collected himself and slowly took back the form of a Wood Elf. 

Delbrix breathed in a soft sigh of relief and then with his father's magical ring he was clothed again in his Ranger clothes and hooded cloak, his druid blessed woodsman's hatchet on his belt, his Elven short sword on his waist and his bow and quiver on his back. Delbrix the demigod, son of Kalborix God Of Wolves And The Hunt. That was the title he had been given along with his gift/curse. Delbrix was different than any normal werewolf, being that he could change forms whenever he wanted, heal from near fatal wounds in a short time, and possessed greater strength and speed than the common werewolf, not to mention his was white as snow with bright blue eyes. With his fathers blessings he was also much harder to see in the wilderness as it seemed he could blend into the trees, making him quite sneaky.

After cleaning himself off in a small creek, Delbrix went and used his rope to secure the deer high in a tree away from other predators. Once it was fully secured he started creeping towards the commotion until he was close enough to see what was going on. From his hidden position higher up the path he could see a group being attacked by what looked like a rogue. However when she went to stab the elderly man in the purple robes he ~poofed~ away and she stabbed empty clothes and the mage reappeared not far away, Delbrix knew better than to get involved in human business but his rash side wasn't listening to his minds warning as he knocked an arrow and took aim at the scene below. His voice was booming and much like that of royalty, "[color=007236]CEASE AND DESIST![/color]" When they would look up the path they would see Delbrix, An obvious Ranger and Wood Elf, about six feet tall with brilliant blue eyes, dressed in Ranger garb. He was standing in the middle of the path his elven bow glinting softly in the light, his face was one of deadly seriousness, the first person to make a violent move upon another would receive a very serious wound or death itself. Delbrix had the high ground and none of these humans would be able to reach him in time to stop his arrows, besides maybe the wizard. "[color=007236]YOU DISTURB THIS FOREST WITH YOUR VIOLENCE! YOU WILL STAND DOWN OR MEET THE GODS TONIGHT.[/color]" His speech made it clear he was an elf from the old elven kingdoms, back before the humans had driven the Elves deep into the south, it wasn't uncommon to see stragglers from those times. But to be at the opposite end of one's bow was not a very promising situation for anyone.