Decimus
Seeking sustenance amongst the mercenaries and thieves. Not a day goes by that I don't recall the countless brutal and operatic deaths that have paved my path to fortune and knowledge. Blood soaked walls and half decayed bodies litter my dreams and thoughts. On a bright and sunshine bathed day I practice my death strokes and observe my blade, wanting to remember it's sheen before it tastes sinew. Coin occupies my pockets and arrows sing songs as they penetrate the air. All that stand before me in aggression exhale their last breath with a gargle of fresh blood.
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