I consider him retired, doesn't mean I won't ever play him again.

"It sates itself on the life-blood
of fated men,
paints red the powers' homes
with crimson gore.
Black become the sun's beams
in the summers that follow,
weathers all treacherous.
Do you still seek to know? And what?"
--Völuspá








"Where... Am I? What is... This? Who... Am I?"


All he knew was destruction, all he was. For every day this world received since its birth, another world he would consume. Even the forces of the universe themselves grow weary of their tasks. He no longer wanted to destroy worlds. He defied his master, refused to swallow this world. As punishment, his master banished him into the world he would not bring into himself. He was given a body, a cursed thing he would be trapped in and dependent on until the end of the world or time itself. However, he would carry everything he had swallowed within him still. All the noise, the silence, the darkness, the light, the life, the death.


Picto:
X

Sex:
Male


Age:
Forever. Appears to be a stag in his prime. Equivalent to 15


Appearance:
Ragnarok is a gray stag with huge red antlers that constantly, but slowly, drip blood. He appears to be of the species Megaloceros giganteus, aside from his strange coloration and other physical quirks. What appears to be part of a skull replaces where fur and skin should be on his face around the eye area, and this makes his emotions very hard to read. His eyes are a very light gray with only slightly darker gray pupils. The outside of his irises are lined with red.


Individual interaction blog


"Voice":
At 0:19 X


In game set:
Long pelt, zombie antlers, beluga mask


Personality:
Absent
Wary
Skittish
Cautious
Distant
Still
Awkward
Mute
Inquisitive

Habits and quirks:
-Will often stand in one place for long periods of time
-Often doesn't pay attention to his surroundings other than what's immediately around him


Encountered:
Katara
Buttons
Reed
Josaline
Zerexin
Demon
Atuuluk
Lucille
Ourania

What you could call his likes:
-Rain

What you could call his dislikes:
-Being touched suddenly
-Being approached too quickly
-Getting caught in crowds

Actions:
Sad + Antlers and/or Confused (in the lake) = Looking at his reflection
Confused = Confused, Not understanding, "Who are you?", "What (is it/do you want/are you doing)?"
Shocked + confused = surprised, doesn't understand what happened, caught off guard
Fear = Scared
(Confused + Bow) + confused = awkward bow, his greeting
Sniff = "Who are you?", general way of gathering information
Rubbing on tree = upset, trying to intimidate (rare)
Sad + taunt = Frustrated

Diary entries:
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