Zarcorath

Zarcorath
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I was born near to 2,000 years ago. I was a warrior of unsurpassed excellence. I was feared by both good and evil. I was the "Bringer of Death." A wizard of light destroyed me after the ultimate war between good and evil. He thought that i was on the wrong side and needed to be destroyed. To this day i do not know exactly what he did but my soul was able to exact its revenge. After i had my revenge my soul didn't go to heaven or hell. I wandered in limbo. In my wandering i came across a place called murky hollow. I witnessed the death of a warrior gone mad. His spirt was severed. They then atempted to resurect Zacknafean. Because they had severed his spirit mine was able to move in. I must now become acustomed to haveing flesh agian. My skills are not what they were. I must rehone my skills. Until then i give loyalty only to the commander of Rolling Thunder.
"DANCE WITH ME DEATH I AM READY"