With an unknown history, this man moves into the life of Arethane. Slender, yet lean and muscular, his past is unknown, by all but one lady. With short white hair, and kind but dark eyes, he will take in his surroundings, watching them with interest. He wears a loose white top, complementing the brown riding pants, and a pair of black boots.
Since he is a mystery he is of interest to few, those who wish to find out about the man within. The only thing suggesting he has a past is the small black diamond tattooed above his left pectral muscle.
He is gentle and kind to those who deserve it and has not yet had reason to warrent a dislike to any. He will treat a woman with honour and respect, doing as little as possible to break her trust in him. In short, he is a gentleman.
The lady, his love, had her life taken many years ago. His secret had always been hers, through life and death. A peice of her goes with him, the white gold ring he wears on his left hand. It was the night he had taken the job to assassinate the King Wodyn of Arden. It was the worst night of his life. Under the alias of NightRazor, he went about his work, while others set about their work, on his wife; a payment for a job done well (not for these thugs though). The sword he obtained, helped his evil task of slaying the King Wodyn, though he was sure many would rejoice at his actions. Once it was performed, he returned the sword to Gideon, disappearing from sight to his now masacred home. Upon arriving back, he was met with the hanging, tortured body of his wife, her face still only recogniseable; his home a shambles. Gathering his wife, he placed her within his once home, setting it alight, burning it and the dead as his last gift to her. So no other could ever take what was his again. It was then that he started a new life, heading towards the city of Teradryn. |
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