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Argose created on 30th of January 2015, and is dead and gone (23 years old, 124 hours, 7 months lifetime)

Title: the Unholy Knight
Gender: Male
Level: 50
Class: jotun dark-knight

Background history:

  1. The bringing up of a Dark one. - posted at 2015-03-20 08:12:46
The bringing up of a Dark one.
Far to the East, near the Redhorne Mountains there was a Jotun settlement that lived in relative peace for several generations. Living in a fronteir land they were constantly beset by all manner of natural dangers - goblins, orcs and the like. Through their faith in their God and their practice in the martial arts they were able to defend themselves from such affronts. Over time the Jotun became complacent. Their easy existence brought boredom. Their love for their god was no longer enough to give them a sense of fulfillment. While they continued their praise to their God, they turned to mock and curse other gods. The main target of their affronts was Tyrone, the Bane of Life. Secluded in their temples and safe behind their thick walls, they believed that their defenses were impregnable. They could withstand any assault from anyone. Tyrone heard their insults, and saw their foolishness. Instead of sending a mortal army to crash against their walls, he instead opened a portal into the city, through which he sent a single demon. This demon was gifted with enchantments of concealment, speed, and charm. Once inside the city it located and killed everyone in sight, except the children. It then inspected and hand picked a few of the children and took them back to the portal. Leaving the rest to fend for themselves. Argose was one of the children that was taken and lead down a path that was dark and filled with death and destruction. He was taught to kill without regard, and it seemed each person he encountered was slain, and with each kill he grew in size and strength. By the time he was Seventeen, he was fully grown. He was driven by his hunger for chaos, and his compulsion to dominate. So without hesitation the demon turned Argose toward Seringale and told him "Seek of the Dark-Knights there. You will fit in and they will know what to do with you." Argose Quickly rose threw the rank of The Dark-Knights, but something had changed. He was so focused on training and doing the task set before him. He had lost his hunger for chaos. He no longer had the compulsion to dominate. Scared of what he had become he stopped and pondered on what he should do. The more he thought, the more it seemed to tear him apart. When it was almost more then he could take, he was ready to end his life. And then something very strange happened. Someone came up to him and asked him for direction. Asked him a Dark-Knight? Even tho Argose thought this to be strange. He assisted the young one. And this filled Argose with a sense of purpose. Not ever feeling this before, he had to test it to see if he would feel it again. So he helped another, and then another, each time feeling like he was doing something that just felt right to him. And so he thought up something that is completely unheard of. He set forth to seek out the Mystics in their tower. And hopefully sway them into accepting him into their Towers.


Here stands a giant of a man. He towers above all in the room and his beard flames around a face so scarred with old wounds it was impossible to tell where one began and another ended. His hair is as white as a fresh blanket of snow, long, tangled, greasy, and hung down, and you can see his bright blue eyes shining through like they are hiding behind vines. There is a strange color to his face and the rest of his body, where his skin shows; it is an almost dark blue; not like the blue of the sky, but a blue to make one think of the night or the darkest deepest part of the ocean blue. His nose has been battered to his cheekbones. And his neck seems as thick as another man's waist. The large features of his face are merely a reflection of his entire body structure, and everything from his tree-like arms to his very large waist creams of how big of a giant he is. He walks straight, his face held forward in a steady gaze, and has an air of authority that is palpable.

PK stats:

Kills: 0, Deaths: 21 (Ratio: 0, Efficiency: 0%)
Pinnacle Kills: 0, Pinnacle Deaths: 6 (Ratio: 0, Efficiency: 0%)

Kills by class:

Killed by class:
thief: 1, necromancer: 1, illusionist: 1,

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