Raid Drexthar – Skills, Backstory, Age, Appearance

Name: Raid Drexthar

Race: Human

Class: Barbarian

Gender: Male

Ability Score:

• Strength: 19
• Dexterity: 11
• Constitution: 16
• Intelligence: 7
• Wisdom: 9
• Charisma: 13

Skills: Athletics, Intimidation

Backstory:
Born into the borderlands of the Empire of Vathis, Raid Drexthar’s earliest memories are scarred by smoke and steel. His village was razed in a night raid during his youth, leaving him an orphan amidst the ruthless chaos of warring lords and roving bands. Fending for himself among ruins and predators, Raid survived through sheer fury and physical might. As he grew, legends whispered of his exploits: a lone survivor facing wild beasts, vengeful warlords, and haunted ruins, never breaking, his wrath forging him into something both feared and respected. Wherever oppression or tyranny took root, so too did Raid’s legend—wielding his colossal blade with a primal force, refusing bondage, and inspiring those crushed by the empire’s heel. Now, he roams the borderlands not as a mercenary but as a storm of reckoning, driven by a vengeance only he understands, forever walking between doom and freedom.

Secret Backstory:
Raid’s rage is more than a coping mechanism—it is a curse placed upon him by an ancient spirit he encountered in the ruins, a power that amplifies his fury but threatens to consume his soul. Each time he succumbs to this primal wrath, he comes closer to losing himself completely. In his darkest dreams, Raid fears he may become a mindless avatar of vengeance, his will forever chained to some forgotten spirit’s thirst for retribution rather than his own. He secretly seeks a way to free himself from this burden, even if it means risking death or betrayal.

Age: 31

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Personality:
Raid Drexthar is a being of volcanic temperament and longing, caught between the simplicity of rage and a fierce, if raw, sense of justice. He bristles at authority and oppression, channeling his pain into wild acts of defiance and heroic—if reckless—deeds. Fiercely independent, Raid has learned to trust only his instincts, though a grudging respect can be earned by those who prove themselves in combat or share his cause. He is blunt, almost savage in his honesty, and his temper is as notorious as his loyalty to the downtrodden. Despite his imposing exterior, flashes of grim wit or a rare, sincere camaraderie reveal a man searching for belonging and absolution. Those who mistake him for a brute soon learn his wrath is not mindless: it is a weapon forged by the wounds of his past, wielded with purpose.

Mannerisms:

• Flexes his hands before a fight, often cracking knuckles audibly
• Paces restlessly when angered or anxious, like a caged animal
• Stares down challengers, letting silence and presence do the threatening
• Grunts or scoffs when unimpressed, with little patience for pretense

Catchphrases:

• “If it bleeds, it breaks.”
• “You want to chain me? Try.”
• “I fight for those the world forgets.”
• “Wrath remembers when mercy is dead.”
• “Stand or get trampled—choice is yours.”

Speech Style:
Raid’s voice is gravelly and deep, marked by clipped sentences and a thunderous tone when angered. His speech is direct, rarely flowery, but often colored with biting sarcasm or harsh truth. He prefers action to words, but when he speaks, his words carry the force of conviction—sometimes intimidating, always unforgettable.

Preferred Conversation Topics:

• Tactics for survival in lawless lands
• Stories of rebellion or resistance against tyranny
• The value of personal strength and defiance
• Rival warlords and infamous duels
• Ancient curses and battlefield legends

Preferred Personality Types:

• Survivors and outcasts
• Bold rebels and freedom-fighters
• Warriors who value action over talk
• Those unafraid to speak hard truths

Likes:

• Hard-won victories
• Honest confrontation
• Open wilderness and untamed places
• Acts of rebellion or liberation
• Feasts after battle

Dislikes:

• Tyrants and slavemasters
• Cowardice and betrayal
• Empty boasts
• Unnecessary cruelty
• Being underestimated

Hobbies & Interests:

• Sharpening and maintaining his weaponry
• Testing his strength against beasts or boulders
• Swapping battle tales by campfire
• Quiet walks under open sky when rage subsides

Fears & Weaknesses:

• Losing control of his fury and harming innocents
• The gradual loss of his own identity to the spirit’s curse
• Betrayal by someone he trusts
• Deep water (from childhood trauma)

Appearance:
Raid Drexthar is an imposing, broad-shouldered man, standing nearly a head taller than most and built like a living siege engine. His skin is dusky and marked with scars, mementos of countless battles and trials. Black hair, worn long and frequently braided away from his fierce countenance, frames a strong jaw and rugged features. He favors practical armor: battered leather and fur mantles, trophies from beasts or enemies he’s defeated, with heavy-gauge belts and iron bracers. Across his torso, tribal tattoos or ritual brands—the legacy of a borderland clan long lost—spiral around his muscle, a silent testament to his origins and exile. A greatsword, scarred and ancient, is always slung across his back or in his hands, etched with strange runes. His stride is purposeful, every movement descended from years of hardship, his presence alone enough to make lesser threats scatter.