Rett is a sturdy and burly Quarren, slightly above average in height. His arms are randomly marked with small scars from burns and cuts, standing out easily from his grayish-orange skin. These marks are more common along his forearms and especially his calloused hands and webbed fingers. Similar scarring is present along the outer ends of his head. Of the tentacles at his jaw-line, the right-most one is severed halfway up. Rett's brow rests low, and heavy lines crease the skin all around his midnight-blue eyes.
Rett's life doesn't have a particularly positive track record. Military desertion was the first of many spiraling decisions that haunt him to this day. Between the opportunities that have skipped him by and the overarching sense of failed responsibility, Rett now hopes to try and make up for his distasteful past.
Be it during a fight or life in general, moral compass means little to Rett Pollix. If you don’t want a person harmed, you had better specify. General terms mean nothing to him as Rett Pollix only deals in specifics. If the rules of a duel say you can’t shoot before the count of three? A grenade over the shoulder is fair game, then. Tell Rett Pollix to stop someone at all costs, well, you better not be concerned if they’re brought back dead or alive.
Despite his efforts to redeem his past, Rett won't pretend he's a nice guy. He rarely holds his tongue, doesn't sugar-coat his words, and has a penchant for creative insults. Those who hear him speak before they see him in action might be surprised to find him pushing his limits for the sake of someone else.
Rett Pollix is often confused and heavily saddened by the amount of idiocy that constantly surrounds him. It is often much easier for Rett Pollix to cope with people by ensuring he stays inebriated and dulling his senses. When unable to find alcohol for an extended period of time, Rett Pollix will devolve into a ravenous, hate-filled monster that is nigh impossible to be around. In other words, Rett Pollix is an addict.
Sometimes the only way to prepare for the worst is to always expect it. Rett Pollix takes this philosophy one step further by never leaving home without accounting for every possible scenario he might expect to encounter. Rett Pollix tends to always have the right tool or item for a situation and has a habit of quietly and almost smugly presenting solutions before anyone even recognizes there is a problem. This foresight is far from infallible, however, and he often finds himself at a loss in situations that go beyond what he could have imagined. While incredibly practical and often a life-saver in a pinch, his perpetually pessimistic outlook on daily life can be a bit draining on more optimistic-inclined companions.
When it comes to a fight, some like to posture, some like to act tough, some like to dance around and go through all sorts of fancy footwork. Rett Pollix? Rett Pollix doesn't bother with exotic battle stances, intricate maneuvers, or super-secret tactics. Rett Pollix, when cornered into a fight, prefers the ancient technique of a good kick to the nuts. And if that won't work, either because the enemy is a woman or has balls of steel, Rett Pollix isn't beyond pulling a few more cheap tricks out of the bag. Granted, Rett Pollix won't be winning any medals for nobility or any prestige for a unique fighting style or a superb maneuver, but Rett Pollix will still be winning, the best and most dirty way he knows how.
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(Only applies to the Weapon Specialist Discipline)