Aged... Tired.. Worn.. Jaded... Betrayed... Used... Defeated...

Reguardless of such feelings inside, he keeps on marching straight and true to what he believes in. What he tried to do in Asulon he will try to do here as well, even if it is to spread a spark of light to a few people...

His strides were meaningful, with an experienced grace and power. Through his right remaining , piercing emerald orb; he sees the world in a different light that most would. When not addorning his cowl and visor, his visage has the strain of time and loss. Scars of battles and wars long due past, adorned it. With new ones from the toils of this world; mounting its own layer upon his aging face. His once long raven black locks that shined with a youth of blue, now danced with strands of platinum upon his head.

Despite his miniscule size to most (5,5), he is undetered by physical apperance alone. An old man gruffness, although unseen, riings through the back of his mind relating to such. His armored shell, housed a compact yet agile build despite his age. Still moving, still training, still learning.

Although accepting in nature, he can not stop himself from harboring a darkness that dwells inside him. Upon seing so many Divine beings, as well as Infernal ones upon the new world he strode upon; anger and a turbulance silently raged inside him for what their kind has done.

Aegis. The world where his adopted clan of Dural'Savoan dwarves, welcomed him in the arms of adopted father Drazdun Silvermein.  A battle ground between the divine and forces of the neather clashed upon it. Resulting of the more sinister being the ultimate victor. His beloved clan saved him from this fate, giving him enough time to escape. However not of his own accord...

There is much more to be said... So much.. But trully? Forward is the only way for him now. Why talk of the past, when there is so much in the future?

:::Theme Song::: "Fade - One Reason"