"To carry the knowledge of a place so dark, one can simply not live in a temple so bright."
Rather than remaining among the brightness and comfort of his fellow Rulers, Ron chose to retire to the realm of Nixt, a lonely place inhabited by souls unable or unwilling to move on. There, Ron offers guidance to those caught between life and whatever comes next. It is a quiet existence, filled with souls who arrive, linger and eventually disappear. Ron has grown accustomed to the loneliness of the realm, though not entirely immune to it. Over the years, one particular person came to mean more to him than he'd like to admit. Amar remained where countless others had passed through and somewhere along the way, the two became friends.
ALIAS Ron, R.o.n.
SPECIES Ruler
COLONY Nixt
AGE 940
BIRTHDAY XX-XX-1082
WEIGHT 87 kg
HEIGHT 196 cm
Ron has white hair and a dark, inky mass that constantly shifts in front of his eyes. The same black substance appears to seep down his face, never fully settling, while a broken black halo floats above his head. A long, dark coat conceals much of his figure, a hood lined with gold inside. Golden accents decorate the bottom and ends of his long sleeves, while the hood's drawstrings are fastened with a small skull-shaped buckle. Chains wrap around his waist, matching the yellow trousers beneath his coat. Tall white boots with black accents, golden soles and matching laces complete his appearance.
LIMBO
Ron is capable of transporting souls in between the planes of Ixt and Nixt.
REAPING
Ron is capable of harvesting one's soul.
THE END
Ron is able to see a person's last moments, knowing exactly how they pass, even before their death occurs.
- Ron has no available trivia.