Ajax/Introduction

Larger than life, for better and mostly worse, Ajax Best came to Houston's Juniper Cross Community, if you believe what he says, on an important mission to collect the Silver Fang kinfolk left over from the destruction of Resonant Fury. His mission: collect the pieces of power and history that commemorate that fallen Silver Fang Sept. The truth is bleaker for him: he was essentially exiled to a written off piece of the Americas by his fellows so that he would not bother or frustrate their greater struggles elsewhere in Virginia and more promising fights that weren't already lost. Like him.

Though on paper, he is a capable warrior, charismatic storyteller, and loveable and heroic scion of Gaia's Greatest Garou Tribe, everything is a facade. Like a modern day Don Quixote, he misconstrues reality to fit a self aggrandizing narrative. His affability and grace are out of step with his stubbornly naive nature, and his belief that everyone is the best version of themselves glosses over every imperfection and dehumanizes the people around him to make his mental narrative all the more saccharine.

Confused about his nature, and the nature of the world, he is constantly mystified by the events around him, and blows it off with a dumb smile. He will just speak more fervently and with more gusto, he will just fight on with more heroic abandon, he will just muddle his way through until he gets to the other side, every time he is faced with a world that wasn't built to fairytale spec.