A knight in service to the castle in Valour was my destination, however, there were some unforeseen hurdles in my training. Turns out I
don't follow directions well, focus too much on what I want to train on and I do not learn well in a group setting. Things went bad
quickly when trying to follow the strict regime of training. Needless to say, I failed as a knight.
Failing to bring honor to my family and being rejected did not feel right. I admit I went a little far murdering farmers to try and feel
something, but that anger and resentment got the attention of dark knight guild master. Sparing you the details, a little guidance and
trimming of the family tree has led to self fulfillment and power.
Description:
A statuesque figure of a manly man with bulging forearms like a
lumberjack who rarely stopped swinging that axe. Generally attractive with
dimpled chin, high cheekbones, jet black hair and all combined with deep
blue eyes. His skin looks immaculate, divinely blessed to be the perfect
picture of health. If not for the coatings of visceral spray, this man
would look angelic.
