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"I stand where the Path bends. I stand in the shadows vigilant. Joined to carry the duty that can not be forsworn. My blade shall I serve as it shall serve me. On the Path I shall tread, I fully submit myself to it's believes. In honour shall I walk. By chaos bound, by the Mother owned. As we use the elements for our own desires, the elements equally have desires of their own that we, at the best of our abilities, should abide and respect in return."
Before you stands a Drow numbered in years. Despite is old age, his stature reveals a fighter's physique. His facial features are not in the slightest distinguishing him from other males, despite a scar that runs from his right ear down to his cheek. His eyes, pale in nature, often observe his proximity with a locked gaze.
Under the burden of a heavy full plate, this male manages to walk with straightened shoulders. The armor, beset with gems, seems of expensive craft. The heavy cloak, tied around his shoulders, marks this warrior's noble lineage.
Upon his side, often sheathed, sits a most remarkable long sword. The edge of the blade steams with poisonous vapors, and drips in a never ending stream of liquid death. There is no question about the craftsmanship of it's maker, it seems precisely ornamented and engraved with details of the Temple of the Valsharess. One might see the resemblance to the Fang of the Spider.
Around his neck hangs a chain of ordinary metal, engraved with two crossing kukris. The amulet marks it's wearer as a commander of the Melee Magthere of Ultrinnan. A brooch, attached to the cloak, further identifies his membership of the Vanguard.
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"Unite with the essence of your blade, forge your mind and make it strong, for a blade breaks as fast as it's wielder."
Lo'milmar Cil'in, the Path of Athiyk'VElve