Feb 20, 2017 1:28 am

Riach, Hunter of Fear, Human Deep Stalker Ranger,
Although the white hair on a man so young might be the first thing you notice, just a short conversation with Riach will bring your focus to his eyes. The irises, nearly white as ice on a lake, will forever be that which you remember. Some say that there is something lurking deep in those eyes, but others will say the opposite; that it is something missing, other than the color, which makes one uneasy, frightened, yet compelled to continue the conversation.
Riach will rarely tell, even when pressed, of the day nearly nine years ago when he returned to his village with a brace of rabbits had for his family. There he found the village razed, and saw the remnants of an undead army racing quickly northward. A frightful presence lingered over the village. It coalesced into a being, an entity, which leaped into the air above Riach's head and menaced over him, staring down at him as he crumpled to the ground in fear. There may have been a malicious grin, or perhaps just a hallucination from the fear, before the entity flew northward behind the army. For no reason it seems, Riach was left alive while his family and the people of his village lay drained of their lives.
Riach has since turned his hunting skills toward the undead and the demons that command them, vowing to protect the innocent from such things, in any way possible, and at any cost. He has adopted Tirisfel as his home when he is not out searching for justice.
Someone I owe: I owe my family, my friends, and my village the little peace that may come from my attempts to protect others from a fate such as theirs.
I owe Dernal, the innkeeper, and his daughter Meladi for their gift of friendship. He has been unquestioning in his kindness to me, and they are the only people in town who treat me like a person. Although I try, I feel I have not been a friend to them. Perhaps the greatest gift they have given me is the thread of sanity in my life.
Someone who owes me: I shouldn't even be alive. No one can ever owe me anything. Perhaps the multiverse owes me an explanation, but I will never hope to get one.
Last edited February 20, 2017 3:48 am