Donjen's Description:
     Standing at about 6'3 and of 200 pounds, A man stands here. He wears a cloak draped down past his knees. His armor is quite elegant, but is warn from many years of battle. He wears a tattoo on his arm bearing the name �Ouroboros� with a slim dagger going through the center. His face is scarred with many burns from a fire many years ago. Along his belt lies a razor-sharp stiletto, which is his weapon of choice. He wears his pants, tattered and warn which are accompanied with his standard issue military boots. His skin is dark brown from the sun and his many years of travel. He is cautious of his foes and weary of his friends, showing no concern for either.

Donjen's History:
     He was born in what is now called Austria, but grew up in Turkey.  His father and mother both were in the armed forces of Austria before traveling to Turkey.  He also had a brother who was thirteen years of age when entering the military.  Donjen was only eleven when his family traveled across Russia. Then after a year they sailed across the Black Sea and arrived at Turkey. Once there, Donjen's father, Cyrus, enlisted him into the Turkish army which was based at Ankara. Donjen trained there rigorously and grew to become quite the warrior. He was nicknamed "kalam", meaning "heaven's desparage" by all of his peers. At nineteen years of age he joined a new platoon entitled "the Ouroboros" which means scourge of the desert. He led this platoon to many victories against countless oppressors and earned the rank of Lieutenant. All was going great until the fateful day when a fire broke out at his family's base at Ankara. Once he had heard of this, he and his whole company of soldiers, horses, and camels, traveled from the small town of Mustafa-kemalpasa, back to Ankara. When his company arrived two days later, they realized that all was lost. The base was burnt to the ground as the fire raged on. Donjen ordered his platoon to look for any survivors and most importantly his family. They searched through the wreckage all day and found nothing. Now what puzzled Donjen the most is that there were corpses missing.  All he found of his family were some scorched chests and the items that were inside. To this day he still doesn't know what happened to his family or the rest of the people there.
     Donjen then left the Army and decided to search on for his family. He was absolutely sure that they were still alive. Knowing this he traveled far and long to the city of Chester.  He stayed at the city for a year or two to rest up for his upcoming journey and then out of nowhere, a strange woman approached him. She introduced herself to Donjen telling him that her name was "Dakshata". The two immediately began to talk and had much in common.  They even fought a few battles against a group of thieves. Donjen and Dakshata had talked for days at a time and after a period of time they started talking about there pasts. Donjen was upset at telling of his own past and even more upset at learning of Dakshata's past as well. Then he told Dakshata that he had grown bitter at the world and the way it had taken a turn for the worst. He even told Dakshata that he felt he had no purpose for life and he need not live. Then Dakshata had offered Donjen a chance to become something so out of the ordinary.  She offered him immortality. Donjen was eager to accept this in the opinion of wanting to be ever-living. However, Dakshata told him that there would be consequences.  Donjen was confused at what possible consequences could there be for immortality, but immediately accepted anyway. Dakshata had told him that in order to become immortal, he must first become her servant. Donjen had no problem with this and thus had fed off of Dakshata embodying his self with her sweet vitae. She also told him that he must obey her every command and pass some tests before he can further become immortal. Donjen has thus been working so diligently to fulfill his quest for immortality.
Donjen Murarr, Fida'i of Alamut
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