Description
Before you stand a dark-elf, looking up proudly. His gaze seems zealous,
intense, with his reddish ruby-like eyes. His long silvery hair is attached
with golden tissues with an unknown seal, which end up making a ponytail. His
ebony skin shows no scars but it is usually hidden under armour covered with
fine tissues. His stance is glorious and his shape quite thin although in
good health.
Role
The Start
Added Fri Oct 28 21:15:42 2005 at level 24:
This man woke up one day and didnt know whom he was, where he was. All he
had was ragged clothes and a medallion with a name on it. Diuseti Turori.
Brought in by a guard in duty who found him all bloodied up and raised him as
his son. This is what happened to this young man who was raised as a Warrior,
as a noble and as a Guard.
Then one day, his father died in duty from a group known as the Fortress
hunting a necromancer they claimed. Powerless, the dark-elf was angered and
left the city to train. Day and night, he would battle until he could not
wield a weapon. This is when he met members of an army known as the Empire
who was recruiting. Diuseti was in the village of Galadon when he met Sylus,
an Elite Imperial Blade as he called himself, gave him the Oath. From this
day, he was known as the Oathed and fought in the name of the Empire. Of
course, he could have been a powerful and renowned city guard...and he knew
that he was starting his life anew. But for revenge, for glory and for
power...this was the price to pay.
Master of the daggers, he may be seen running around mastering his craft as
he is hard on himself to become the best fighter...