Guess who's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack...

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[h3]Wilhelm the Black Blade[/h3]


Race: Drakken
Age: 249
Element(s): Air, Earth
Height: 6’7”

Bio: Long ago, there lived a great Drakken warrior famed for his skill, cunning, and cruelty, even by the standards of his race. His birth name has been lost to annals of time; he is simply known as “The First Black Blade.” His was a legacy to rival Drakken royalty, and for his long service to the crown he was granted lands to call his own. In time his descendants would inherit his land, his infamy, and his title, each of his heirs being trained in his ways and training their own heir in return. Today, the lands of Castle Nachtstone belong to Wilhelm. 

A Drakken every bit worthy of his ancestor, Wilhelm is a lethal swordsman and a devilish man, both in battle and out of it. He is a cruel, vindictive man, but as all of his line before him he follows a strict code of morality that he refers to as “the Old Ways.” These ways may seem no different from any other Drakken ethics to an outsider, but to Wilhelm the difference is as night and day. He looks with disdain on what he perceives as senseless antics of those more youthful than he, and while they in turn may think him behind the times or foolish, few dare say such to his face; aside from his vindictiveness, Wilhelm is a feared combatant and his dueling record speaks for itself. 

However, he pays them little mind. Some Drakken, particularly those of greater years, have earned his respect by word or by sword, but most others he barely acknowledges. The change for his people that brews in the winds are of far greater concern, and Wilhelm must ensure that he is prepared to face it.

Despite his intimidating pedigree, little is known of Wilhelm's household. Only his servants and brides are permitted entry to the castle proper, and each of the former seems unable to speak save for a few specific words. Some speculate that there is some grand secret he hides within its walls; Wilhelm rebukes such supposings as drivel, and while some have either been brave or foolish enough to try to sneak in, none of them have ever emerged again from Nachtstone's walls...

[color=9e0b0f]“You draw your breath against me freely, yet will not draw your weapon in kind? Pathetic. Before you speak ill of me, look upon yourself and question just when it will be that all you have ever been is forgotten.”[/color] 

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