The Tall figure stood within the group, towering most of the others, and was clad in steel armor and green silk. On his head he wore a green cap, which held his bun in place, and his handsome face sported a long, smooth beard. In his right had, he held a large glaive with the blade pointed downwards. His name was Lei Dao Wang, Crusader of Yunchung.

Lei Dao stroked his long beard, his anger rising at the old man's tale. Lei Dao was still new to Argonia, and the Gods were still new to him, but his patron, Yunchung, would have smote the priestess of this Vredlin. Scowling deeply, Lei Dao stopped stroking his beard, and pounded his fist against his chest.

"Justice shall be yours, by my blade and skill your brother shall no not go unavenged." Lei Dao said, his voice as deep and rumbling as a brooding storm.