I am  the last in a great line of Visigoth nobility, left behind after the third sacking of Rome and survived by a chance meeting with a Hordesman.

Raised Mongol, I have learned the arts of war, poetry, chivalry, and to have an eye for the beauty in all things. A natural affinity for the scaled ones granted me a special place amoungst most that know me.

I have since returned to find all I knew gone.........