A sorrowful spirit, that lingers in this world up to this day. Many hear his story, but very few stay long enough to tell it.
"My memory fades into oblivion... As the my mother, father and sister lay there... dead... they're cold...
Blood is spattered all over the place, when I take a glimpse upon my hands, all I see is scarlet. Looming over me
is my hateful brother, he's the blame for all of this! His false tears, his ambitions, his greed, his lack of , he's everything that you would hate within a human. It was him... His hands are the ones that are truly drenched in blood.
In a matter of minutes, the guards burst in and darkness overcame my consciousness and all I remember is my sisters last words: 'Kill this evil... Don't let him win'. and with that she began her eternal rest. Upon the final hour of my life... I was taken to the gallows... Everyone came to watch the horrible murderer of the great lord and lady of the land. 'The real culprit is here! Don't you see!?' I yell at them, but their ignorance silences my words and the trapdoor opens. Snap! That's all I remember... Now... I walk these lands... cursed to mourn over my failure... the loss of my family... and the betrayal of my... no... the betrayal of that fiendish coward! I will never forgive him... and never again shall I be the same man I was. I was stripped from my honor, my name, my family, and finally my sanity. Now that you know my story... It's time for yours. Hurry now, the final hour draws near... "