"Undead," Oryx joked, "if that wasn't still clear. No, no I'm doing fine. Spent some time near Ghyth soul searching, I guess. No real reason, just curious if I could find anything about the past. Nothing but old legends and horse crap."

Oryx had spent nearly five years searching around the old war zone, meeting up with other Vanguards from his birthplace and tried to peace together some kind of past. Nothing ever worthwhile ever came up.

"Other then that, just been going nomad for a while. Helping wherever I can honestly, but it's hard to find work now ah days. More and more towns seem to be aggressive to the Vanguards. Ignorance most likely, but some places seem to be ready to outright kill. Luckily, I never have a problem in more religious towns. People look at me like I'm a god myself. Gets annoying after a while."