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Kozma created on 29th of July 2016, and is dead and gone (22 years old, 113 hours, 1 year lifetime)

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

Background history:

  1. A warm beginning. - posted at 2016-12-19 03:57:32
A warm beginning.
Kozma began his mundane life in a thick, rugged, and mountainous forest that dwelled in a cauldron of a vast volcano. He was learned in the ways of the almighty axe. Every time he left his small humble village to practice the ways of bushcraft, one was always by his side. It kept him alive through many perilous expeditions. One overcast day when he was out building himself a shelter. A massive earthquake shook under his feet. The old trees shivered and flailed. Their brown and grey branches snapping and falling all round him. Green leaves seemed to come out of the sky like snow. Immediately smoke filled his nostrils and he took off for the village. Lava exploded from the earth seemingly everywhere. His ears hurt from the quaking booms they produced when erupting from the earth. The molten rock burned everything it touched, the trees, grass, bushes and even boulders ignited from the immense heat. Then the village was in sight. The air was filled with smoke, screams as people's flesh melted from their bones and flames that easily tore through the wooden structures. Forms rose from the liquid flame that he later learned to be fire elementals. One built itself before him and towered over the cabins. It struck Kozma with it's super heated arm, causing him to fall into unconsciousness. Kozma came too to find the land to be nothing, but a sea of ash. Everything was black all the way to the horizon. The sun seemed to be blotted out by the black clouds that glowed orange. Struggling to move and find his family, every inch he gained was a pain. He found nothing. Everything was a void and again he collapsed in despair. Curses filled his mind along with the echoing screams from the event. Images flashed through him of the torture. His body twitched with each glaring mental blow. As he struggled with his sanity, anxiety and despair. He came to a conclusion. First he would research the event in great detail, who was responsible? What caused the catastrophe? And second he would find a way to tell the masses of the event.


The scars on this man's face look as if someone sharply splattered pale paint on a yellow wall. His lips bleed here and there like a tomato that's been split open. Black hair of the night sky is tightly pulled back into a small ponytail. A deeply broaden chest fills his stature and meets with his broad shoulders. Overall he is a little less squat than a halfling, but barely reaches the height of a human.

PK stats:

Kills: 1, Deaths: 7 (Ratio: 0.1, Efficiency: 12%)
Pinnacle Kills: 1, Pinnacle Deaths: 4 (Ratio: 0.3, Efficiency: 20%)

Kills by class:
ranger: 1,
Killed by class:
warrior: 1, monk: 1, vampire: 1,

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  1. What's the story behind this guy again? Wasn't he a Justice for a while or some such?
      [reply to Eox]

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