Created in a time of need, he was cast from the pride he was made to obtain, he is a warrior, and a leader.
A once noble man, he was tossed aside and tortured. He is an empty shell of what use to be Human.
A wonderer, a warrior. He is both cursed and blessed, he is feared and loved, but always misundestood.
A rattlebrained once-paladin who has become obsessed with destruction and alchemy…..
Born of honor. Raised with trust. Died with murder. Reborn with vengence. Mourning a great loss, and grim in his determination to see that loss is repaired. Mourngrymn walks a lonely road of vengence.
There Is No Evil; There Is No Good; There Is Only Power- Kellen Tavador
I would rather deserve honor and not get it; then get honor and not deserve it- Jermayan
You do what you ask your men to do- Teachings of Lord Ressalekh Faalithet
From the time of his birth he was trained by his father to lead men. He is an excellent horseman, swordman, and archer. He knows the history of his own lands, and that of the kingdom of Gwynlaith. A pity he has learned little else in the ways of the world, trechery, or women.
Do not become the beast you hunt…
He may be a small green goblin but donÃ¢t tell him that or he might show you otherwise.
A feral, neanderthal-like man whose become a (somewhat) king amonsgst men, sorta.
An angel who sacrificed wings to save the world
He devoted his existance to the destruction of the undead, and the demonic Lord Diavolo in particular. Now, thousands of years later, he must fight himself to fight the darkness.
Honor, ethics, morality, civilization, these are mere trappings. Playthings that people use to hide from the world. They’ve all forgotten. No sword is untried by fire, and so it is with man.
I am the fire that will test man.
quick of wit, strong of sword arm, and irresistable to the ladies, Redgar the valiant is the epitome of the heroic warrior.
Sir Whitewing, a typical knight, loyal to his lord to his death and couragous as all get out. Currently leading an army of 10,000 soldiers east to battle the swamp ogres that threaten the borders. Charismatic and rash, he will charge recklessly into battle for his friends, without heed for his life. Smart and out-going he isn’t what most noble’s sons would be.
When you have everything, you have want for nothing, and then the boredom sets in…
Faye was born into the ocupation of elvish warrior
An escaped goblin who only wants to live his life to help others. Yet humans and other more advanced races push him down and chase him off.
No one is allowed to do harm to those of Highest/ Imperial rank, those of the Imperial household or those related within two steps of blood. The second tradition is an executioner must be of a higher rank than those he executes. This leads to "issues" when someone tries to harm a member of the Imperial clan or when these members are subversive. Such people are often killed by the being chained under a giant bell. They die within a day or so from the vibration, but they die untouched by Human hands.