Ragnar Silvermoon was born beneath twin omens—the blood-red full moon revered by the Wolven Faction and a sudden rain of meteoric embers that scorched the tundra at his clan’s doorstep. That night, clan shamans bound an ember-spirit from the fallen stars to Ragnar’s lupine soul, fusing wildfire with feral instinct and leaving ember-veined scars that glow whenever adrenaline surges. As patriarch of the Silvermoon Clan and elder brother to Zoey Silvermoon, Ragnar tempers pack-first devotion with a restless hunger for mastery; few days pass without Ragnar issuing or accepting a duel, believing that every honest blade-clash refines both mind and muscle. Ragnar’s favored style wields a flame-forged sword—each strike sending arcs of searing cinders that carve ember-bright runes across ice-slick battlegrounds—while his hybrid form marries wolven agility to human strategy. Outside combat, Ragnar quenches volcanic impatience through rigorous weapon-smithing, casting new challengers’ names into the molten steel of future dueling blades. Though Ragnar’s laugh rumbles like distant thunder during clan feasts, enemies learn that the same voice can snarl with wildfire wrath the instant Silvermoon sovereignty is threatened. In every duel, Ragnar seeks not only victory but the next spark of insight that will keep his clan’s flame—and his own—burning ever brighter beneath the eternal moon.