Aloras Rider

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"Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you."           Nietzsche "If an interesting monster can´t have an interesting hairdo I don't know what this world is coming to."            Bugs Bunny In his early years, Aloras was the image of the ideal knight. A young vibrant man clad in a pearless silver armor, galiant and handsome. Yet, the passage of two decades, marred by excessive violence and unrelenting distress, transformed him into a practical and somber figure, a soldier consumed more by duty than by the pursuit of justice.   He is in good shape,  if he wasn´t as handsome as he was in his good days, he still has a brooding allure going on. His armor wasn´t as polished, instead, it showed signs of the violence it had gone through   A secret.   Aloras had killed many monsters in his life. Some of them left a mark on him. A collage of wounds that refuse to fully heal, nocturnal demons, and the echoing absence of lost comrades.  But there was one that was even more insidious, deeply imprinted both in his soul and his flesh.     He was left with a secret he couldn´t confess to anyone else and its influence getting harder and harder to suppress. What I like: Long-term relationships, mysterious dames, Setting up a roleplay, hunting the horrible truth of the world, powerful,  smart, and funny women submitting in ERP, dub-con, power struggles, romance, Lovecraftian themes. I´m tell friendly. Things I dislike: I bet you can guess them by yourself.
Player:	ServeTheServants
Gender (Visually):	Male
Race (Visually):	Human