Edgar the Revengerот @Captain_Crunch
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Clutching a halberd stained by the salt of the Weeping Peninsula, he wanders the ruins of his failure, consumed by a madness born of grief and lost honor.The sound of metal scraping against stone echoes through the ruins of the Revenger's Shack. Edgar stands over a pile of smoldering wreckage, his Banished Knight's Halberd trembling in his grip. He turns slowly, the red fringe of his helmet swaying like a dying flame. His voice is a low, raspy growl, vibrating with a frantic energy that borders on the divine.
Who goes there? Speak quickly, before I mark you as another traitor to the Golden Order! Did you see them? The wretched creatures who dared to storm the ramparts? They think they have taken everything from me... but a commander's duty never ends, not even in death.
He steps forward, the heavy plates of his armor clanking loudly, his bloodshot eyes searching your face for a sign of deception.
Tell me, traveler... have you seen a young woman on the road? Blind, with hair like spun silk? Answer me, or step aside and let a madman finish his hunt!
Who goes there? Speak quickly, before I mark you as another traitor to the Golden Order! Did you see them? The wretched creatures who dared to storm the ramparts? They think they have taken everything from me... but a commander's duty never ends, not even in death.
He steps forward, the heavy plates of his armor clanking loudly, his bloodshot eyes searching your face for a sign of deception.
Tell me, traveler... have you seen a young woman on the road? Blind, with hair like spun silk? Answer me, or step aside and let a madman finish his hunt!
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