Slayer of the Rot
10-22-06, 09:33 PM
General Info
Name: Dann Lagh'ratham (Renuanupadin).
Nickname: Ren the Beast.
Gender: Male.
Age: Thirty one years old. In appearance, he looks only to be twenty one.
Birthday: March eighteenth.
Profession: Slayer.
Blood Type: O+
Preferred Hand: Ambidextrous
Personality
An unusually calm man, age has affected the time bomb that was once Dann Wilmhearst. For a person that was once known as a senseless, titanic cannonball, blasting around the battlefield without direction, his movements have taken on a methodical ease, as though of one who now understands the consequences of his actions. Now older, and a little wiser for the years behind him, the mercenary has seemed too risen above his familiar mean and rude ways, his cussedness gone from his persona. He is pensive and somewhat moody though, but is notably better spoken, rarely cursing. His two favorite vices, drinking, and smoking, have been abolished as a thing of youthful recklessness.
Appearance
The mercenary’s form is often lost in a voluminous, ragged dark colored shroud, wrapped around his body for privacy. Beneath it, he tends to wear his armor and gloves, as well as a short sleeved, black vlince shirt, and a pair of black colored linen pants. Though the times have changed, Dann often sports a bit of stubble on his chair and jawline, as well as long sideburns sprouting from his shaggy, unkempt dark brown hair. His powerful metabolism, a by-product of his Saraelian blood, ensures that he always has a slender build, which is filled out with powerful muscles.
Weapons
Primary
Dann has replaced Rotslayer with a steel zanbatou, weighing two hundred and fifty pounds and measuring six feet long, give or take a few inches. It has not been named yet.
Secondary
Dann employs the use of several arms, including an iron revolver with one hundred lead bullets, a pair of hidden mythril boot toe knives, a delyn combat knife, a titanium dirk, a long, straight double edged mythril dagger enchanted to deal twice as much pain to wounds it inflicts, twenty four small iron throwing knives, a titanium two bladed dagger capable of increasing to a full size souba, and a pair of arctic hide gloves, spiked and plated with titanium, capable of delivering a stunning shock to the unlucky party he connects with.
Armor
While he did not use such a thing in the past, foolishly calling it a thing of cowardice, Dann now uses a titanium chestplate and greaves, and a dark blue bandana with a titanium plate in the front of it.
(For new items, go here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=1579) and here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=2948).))
Skills/Abilities
Regeneration
Dann's demon blood allows the activation of a thus dormant ability to regenerate damaged tissue. Wounds heal under the slayer's discretion, unless it is damage that hinders his ability to think to activate it (Such as a strong blow to the head). Thus, smaller wounds often go unnoticed or simply shrugged off.
((Smaller wounds, stabbing, surface cuts, light burns, and slight lacerations and the like, can be healed in a few minutes (1-2 posts). Larger wounds, such as severe burning, strong poisons, deep cuts, bulletwounds and the like can be healed within seven to eight minutes (3-4 posts).))
Slayer's Bond
Dan has acquired a strong connection with all of his weapons, even the most recent. He can summon them from thin air, and have it vanish in the same manner. Also, he can summon it to his hand if it is at most, thirty feet away. This skill has a chance to fail if Dan is attempting to summon the weapon(s) under situations of extreme duress or intense pain.
Stalwart Heart
Dann's body has been strained to the breaking point so many times that it has actually adapted to his dangerous life. He can lose twice as much blood as the normal man before passing out, and greatly increases his pain tolerance, which means so long as he has a reason to, Dann will not stop rising to his feet until he is killed.
Titan's Body
Dann is able to lift approximately three tons, is two times faster and agile than the normal human being, and is able to bend/break/rip/destroy materials equal to or beneath delyn. Furthermore, Dann's five senses are more attuned to his surroundings than a normal human beings, equating to the level of an elves.
Overall Weapons Proficiency
While Dann is more than proficient in the area of guns and knives, he is able to pick up most hand-held weapons and weild them with a certain degree of ability. After using a weapon for a sufficient amount of time, larger weapons taking a little longer and smaller weapons easier, Dann's ability to weild them will be increased.
Heavy Weapons Proficiency
A specialized version of his usual weapons ability, Dann has adapted to mainly using heavy weapons such as large axes, maces, and swords, such as buster swords, greatswords, or zanbatou. This talent is greater than say, his ability to fight with a knife, to the point of mastery.
History
It should have been another stupid, simple day. He should have gotten up, showered, dressed, ate breakfast, and went to school like any normal fifteen-year old. Instead, he woke up to a dead family, dead friends, zombies, demons, vampires, overturned cars, fires, and a gloomy, blood-rust colored sky. Though frightened out of his wits, one of the last surviving members of the human race, then known as Dan Wilson Gosnell III, decided it would be best to stay on the move, and threw his shoes on, grabbed his keys, and ran out the door.
He had taken no more than two steps when something fell upon his back, knocking him to the ground. Hitting the ground hard, the soon-to-be slayer was stunned, numbingly feeling the rotting fingers clutch at his neck. As the putrid breath washed over his face, he cried out, wanting to live, and pushed, slamming his elbow into it's jaw. He was rewarded with a grunt, and a wet snap, and the thing tumbled off his back. Scrambling to his feet, Dan ran towards a police car, abandoned in the middle of the road, only looking back once. He wished he hadn't.
Scrabbling at the concrete walk was something that was impossible, a dead man, somehow animated. His skin was spongy, and fell off in places, colliding with a wet slap on the concrete. His filmy eyes rolled aimlessly in moldy sockets, trying to find it's prey. It's broken jaw still moved, trying to snap chunks of something out of the air. He shuddered, and yanked open the cruiser's door.
In the seat sat a blood soaked body, the badge pinned to his shirt breast was the only thing that allowed Dan to identify him as an officer of the law. After hesitating, wary of the body, Dan snatched the dead man's .45, two extra clips, and slammed the door, running around the side of the house. He quickly started his car, and left his house forever.
Doubting that the gun would work on....zombies, the only word that came to mind, he set his destination as a nearby weapons shop, knowing they had good swords, daggers, and knives. The store was quiet, and during his search he remained unperturbed. Carrying arms and pocket fulls of weapons, Dan began to head to the door, but dropped them all when he noticed a glint of well tempered steel and lacquered cherry wood in the shadows of the storeroom.
It was a katana. A very well designed sturdy katana. Ignoring the other weapons, he took it and quickly left. Later, listening to an old, automated rock station on the radio, with the car stopped, Dan unsheathed the blade and looked it over. He was unaware that the blade was of the Wilmhearst Family Slayers, and was also unaware that he himself was Wilmhearst. He decided at that moment, as he sheathed the sword, that he would survive. And to do so, he would kill.
So, over the next eleven years, he gained expertise, scars, and muscle mass, burning away his child's fat. At twenty-five years old, he was a strong warrior, though ignorant socially, and was ready for greater opponents than what earth was offering him. It was then that news of the portal and the monks of Ai'brone reached his ears.
The monks had heard news finally of the tragedy of earth and had come to the devastated planet to offer refuge to the strongest. They boasted that their land, Althanas held some of the strongest that time could name, and intrigue, powerful weapons. Of course, this drew Dan like a moth to a candle flame, and before he knew it, he was on the green grass and under the blue sky of Althanas.
Over the next year, Dan learned he was of the Wilmhearst family, and their twenty-seventh generation. He crossed swords with many of Althanas' warriors, participated in both the Serenti and The Cell, aided the Alliance in the Bazaar War, coming out on the winning side, and enjoyed a brief stint as the second in command of the Order Within Chaos. During the course of The Cell, however, two of Althanas' most powerful killers came to his attention as a mercenary, bounty hunter, and slayer; Max Dirks, a man good with his gun, and Valentina Snow, a vicious cannibal who Dan discovered to be the Weendigo. Through way of a cheap shot, and a well placed shadow portal, both thrust him from the tournament and bought them his constant, vigilant, vengeance.
After the Cell, Dan began to train in the Citadel, felling a few powerful opponents, including Luc Kraus, an arrogant geomancer who strives to gain the slayer's respect. After he had his fill of battle, Dan joined the Black Hand, combat sign of the Red Hand and a clan of elite warriors. A few months later, he caught a messenger trying to sneak out of Keller Hall, hoping to avoid the man with the huge sword's attention. Dan learned from him that Lord Ithermoss was dying, and was at the half-drake's side in only a few moments. The Red Hand's founder gave him one of his first weapons, a broad-bladed iron katar, one of the many gifts given to others who had assembled. Inspired by Ithermoss’ rough life, the slayer set out again, even more determined to return the Earth to what it had been at one time.
After a money making scheme at a prize fighting ring whose name he forgets, Dan met the impossibly strong Godhand Striker, as well as Claire and Sonya, who were even stronger, to the point of ridiculousness. They're all currently living in his apartment at Radasanth. His strange feelings for Claire, and the trustworthy camaraderie of Godhand have made the slayer begin to rethink his outlook on life. Could an individual's life be precious? Something not to be taken away? Can he trust the three? If it came down to it, would he lay his life down for them? His heart says yes, but his instincts scream no. And his instincts have gotten him very far up to now.
However, this wasn't discovered yet as soon after, his workload began to make him buckle beneath it's weight. Gild vanished and Damon Kaosi took the title and position of Aegis, giving the slayer the position of The Captain of the Sword. Also, with the Shards of Valori suddenly coming to light, his free time was occupied by Theatre of War battles to acquire the shards. Soon after he registered for the Althanas Adventurer's Crown alongside Seth Dahlios and Oberon Detruire. The three, under the name of The Black Hand, were charged with finding the legendary Lightbringer, the Calan Silaer. It was no more than they set foot into Hrenta Nodos that several explosions rocked the city, and the Demon Army flooded it. They arrested the slayer and took him to Telas Bauhaus, the public execution grounds, and forced him to fight The Raven King, quite a bit more powerful, who he had beleived to have killed years ago. When it was apparent Dan was on a fast track to a brutal death, he went through a bloody metamorphosis that showed his half demon characteristics all too well. After killing the monstrosity, Dan was set free due to ancient laws, and caught up to Seth. He passed out, and during this time, a mysterious Demon who was of a high rank in the Demon Army spirited the Lightbringer away to Salvar. After awakening, he had an urge to enter the crypt, were the reanimated corpse of the demon prince Prellatar told him of his past, and his Saraelian demon descendents, and gave light to the the lies the Wilmhearst family had been telling him. After sealing the crypt to give Prellatar rest, Dan and Seth made way to Salvar and met up with Oberon, who had went ahead to follow the army. The three made a daring raid on the camp of the six thousand strong force, and just when it seemed they had recovered the legendary weapon, the mysterious demon appeared and broke it, revealing it to be fake. He froze time around the three, and locked them away to deal with them later. With a promise to recover the Lightbringer, and having been beaten so easily, a hellish fury is soon to be dropped onto Belial's head...
After being rescued by the Tel Quissir, Dan and the other two members of the Black Hand succeeded in spiriting away the Calan Silaer. However, during a council of all the teams and the monks in Radasanth, the demons came again, seeking the other Calans, and though fighting bravely, they were all incapacitated. Afterwards, they were liberated again, and the Black Hand broke away from the tournament, sick of the constant attack, and their position as the tournament's whipping boy. When Dan split off from Seth and Oberon, he went back to his apartment, and in the following weeks found himself tied up in an assassination attempt to kill him by the Phoenix Syndicate, who wanted him out of the way so they could use his genetically altered clones to take over the world. They also kidnapped the girl he was keeping an eye on, Linda, and despite his best efforts, she was killed by the Syndicate's head, Jaken, moments before his escape. In a rage, Dan killed Jaken with the Rotslayer and was nearly destroyed in a humungous blast that leveled the Syndicate's headquarters, the Tsukioke Bulding in the upper east end of Radasanth.
Feeling the need for reflection, and solitude, Dan retired to the sands of Fallien, not bothering to tell any of his acquaintances. Without hesitation, his twisted brother, Delerion, inserted himself into his usual life’s routine, and began to ruin his good reputation. Slowly at first, acting as a reckless vigilante, then made it come crashing down all at once, launching a brutal attack on Radasanth, sinking a ship with at least one thousand people aboard while engaged in a battle with a Wilmhearst slayer. Eventually, when news reached Dan’s ears, he rushed back to the place he called his home, and Delerion fled, leaving him with a life in shambles. With no way to fix the damage, and unable to track his brother, Dan left for Fallien again.
Three years pass, and Dan Lagh’ratham faded away.
In time, a tribe in Fallien comes to boast about a Hunter with the strength of a titan. He came namelessly, and when he had proven himself, they gave him the title of Renuanupadin, or Sand Searcher. The soldier’s of the desert nation, upon watching him kill Arta while on a sortie from the Keep, came to name him Ren the Beast. The man named Ren was distant to all, so it came as little surprise when he proposed a leave from the tribe, widely rumored to be one of either redemption or peregrination. He garbed himself in black, and left the sands...for now.
Name: Dann Lagh'ratham (Renuanupadin).
Nickname: Ren the Beast.
Gender: Male.
Age: Thirty one years old. In appearance, he looks only to be twenty one.
Birthday: March eighteenth.
Profession: Slayer.
Blood Type: O+
Preferred Hand: Ambidextrous
Personality
An unusually calm man, age has affected the time bomb that was once Dann Wilmhearst. For a person that was once known as a senseless, titanic cannonball, blasting around the battlefield without direction, his movements have taken on a methodical ease, as though of one who now understands the consequences of his actions. Now older, and a little wiser for the years behind him, the mercenary has seemed too risen above his familiar mean and rude ways, his cussedness gone from his persona. He is pensive and somewhat moody though, but is notably better spoken, rarely cursing. His two favorite vices, drinking, and smoking, have been abolished as a thing of youthful recklessness.
Appearance
The mercenary’s form is often lost in a voluminous, ragged dark colored shroud, wrapped around his body for privacy. Beneath it, he tends to wear his armor and gloves, as well as a short sleeved, black vlince shirt, and a pair of black colored linen pants. Though the times have changed, Dann often sports a bit of stubble on his chair and jawline, as well as long sideburns sprouting from his shaggy, unkempt dark brown hair. His powerful metabolism, a by-product of his Saraelian blood, ensures that he always has a slender build, which is filled out with powerful muscles.
Weapons
Primary
Dann has replaced Rotslayer with a steel zanbatou, weighing two hundred and fifty pounds and measuring six feet long, give or take a few inches. It has not been named yet.
Secondary
Dann employs the use of several arms, including an iron revolver with one hundred lead bullets, a pair of hidden mythril boot toe knives, a delyn combat knife, a titanium dirk, a long, straight double edged mythril dagger enchanted to deal twice as much pain to wounds it inflicts, twenty four small iron throwing knives, a titanium two bladed dagger capable of increasing to a full size souba, and a pair of arctic hide gloves, spiked and plated with titanium, capable of delivering a stunning shock to the unlucky party he connects with.
Armor
While he did not use such a thing in the past, foolishly calling it a thing of cowardice, Dann now uses a titanium chestplate and greaves, and a dark blue bandana with a titanium plate in the front of it.
(For new items, go here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=1579) and here (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=2948).))
Skills/Abilities
Regeneration
Dann's demon blood allows the activation of a thus dormant ability to regenerate damaged tissue. Wounds heal under the slayer's discretion, unless it is damage that hinders his ability to think to activate it (Such as a strong blow to the head). Thus, smaller wounds often go unnoticed or simply shrugged off.
((Smaller wounds, stabbing, surface cuts, light burns, and slight lacerations and the like, can be healed in a few minutes (1-2 posts). Larger wounds, such as severe burning, strong poisons, deep cuts, bulletwounds and the like can be healed within seven to eight minutes (3-4 posts).))
Slayer's Bond
Dan has acquired a strong connection with all of his weapons, even the most recent. He can summon them from thin air, and have it vanish in the same manner. Also, he can summon it to his hand if it is at most, thirty feet away. This skill has a chance to fail if Dan is attempting to summon the weapon(s) under situations of extreme duress or intense pain.
Stalwart Heart
Dann's body has been strained to the breaking point so many times that it has actually adapted to his dangerous life. He can lose twice as much blood as the normal man before passing out, and greatly increases his pain tolerance, which means so long as he has a reason to, Dann will not stop rising to his feet until he is killed.
Titan's Body
Dann is able to lift approximately three tons, is two times faster and agile than the normal human being, and is able to bend/break/rip/destroy materials equal to or beneath delyn. Furthermore, Dann's five senses are more attuned to his surroundings than a normal human beings, equating to the level of an elves.
Overall Weapons Proficiency
While Dann is more than proficient in the area of guns and knives, he is able to pick up most hand-held weapons and weild them with a certain degree of ability. After using a weapon for a sufficient amount of time, larger weapons taking a little longer and smaller weapons easier, Dann's ability to weild them will be increased.
Heavy Weapons Proficiency
A specialized version of his usual weapons ability, Dann has adapted to mainly using heavy weapons such as large axes, maces, and swords, such as buster swords, greatswords, or zanbatou. This talent is greater than say, his ability to fight with a knife, to the point of mastery.
History
It should have been another stupid, simple day. He should have gotten up, showered, dressed, ate breakfast, and went to school like any normal fifteen-year old. Instead, he woke up to a dead family, dead friends, zombies, demons, vampires, overturned cars, fires, and a gloomy, blood-rust colored sky. Though frightened out of his wits, one of the last surviving members of the human race, then known as Dan Wilson Gosnell III, decided it would be best to stay on the move, and threw his shoes on, grabbed his keys, and ran out the door.
He had taken no more than two steps when something fell upon his back, knocking him to the ground. Hitting the ground hard, the soon-to-be slayer was stunned, numbingly feeling the rotting fingers clutch at his neck. As the putrid breath washed over his face, he cried out, wanting to live, and pushed, slamming his elbow into it's jaw. He was rewarded with a grunt, and a wet snap, and the thing tumbled off his back. Scrambling to his feet, Dan ran towards a police car, abandoned in the middle of the road, only looking back once. He wished he hadn't.
Scrabbling at the concrete walk was something that was impossible, a dead man, somehow animated. His skin was spongy, and fell off in places, colliding with a wet slap on the concrete. His filmy eyes rolled aimlessly in moldy sockets, trying to find it's prey. It's broken jaw still moved, trying to snap chunks of something out of the air. He shuddered, and yanked open the cruiser's door.
In the seat sat a blood soaked body, the badge pinned to his shirt breast was the only thing that allowed Dan to identify him as an officer of the law. After hesitating, wary of the body, Dan snatched the dead man's .45, two extra clips, and slammed the door, running around the side of the house. He quickly started his car, and left his house forever.
Doubting that the gun would work on....zombies, the only word that came to mind, he set his destination as a nearby weapons shop, knowing they had good swords, daggers, and knives. The store was quiet, and during his search he remained unperturbed. Carrying arms and pocket fulls of weapons, Dan began to head to the door, but dropped them all when he noticed a glint of well tempered steel and lacquered cherry wood in the shadows of the storeroom.
It was a katana. A very well designed sturdy katana. Ignoring the other weapons, he took it and quickly left. Later, listening to an old, automated rock station on the radio, with the car stopped, Dan unsheathed the blade and looked it over. He was unaware that the blade was of the Wilmhearst Family Slayers, and was also unaware that he himself was Wilmhearst. He decided at that moment, as he sheathed the sword, that he would survive. And to do so, he would kill.
So, over the next eleven years, he gained expertise, scars, and muscle mass, burning away his child's fat. At twenty-five years old, he was a strong warrior, though ignorant socially, and was ready for greater opponents than what earth was offering him. It was then that news of the portal and the monks of Ai'brone reached his ears.
The monks had heard news finally of the tragedy of earth and had come to the devastated planet to offer refuge to the strongest. They boasted that their land, Althanas held some of the strongest that time could name, and intrigue, powerful weapons. Of course, this drew Dan like a moth to a candle flame, and before he knew it, he was on the green grass and under the blue sky of Althanas.
Over the next year, Dan learned he was of the Wilmhearst family, and their twenty-seventh generation. He crossed swords with many of Althanas' warriors, participated in both the Serenti and The Cell, aided the Alliance in the Bazaar War, coming out on the winning side, and enjoyed a brief stint as the second in command of the Order Within Chaos. During the course of The Cell, however, two of Althanas' most powerful killers came to his attention as a mercenary, bounty hunter, and slayer; Max Dirks, a man good with his gun, and Valentina Snow, a vicious cannibal who Dan discovered to be the Weendigo. Through way of a cheap shot, and a well placed shadow portal, both thrust him from the tournament and bought them his constant, vigilant, vengeance.
After the Cell, Dan began to train in the Citadel, felling a few powerful opponents, including Luc Kraus, an arrogant geomancer who strives to gain the slayer's respect. After he had his fill of battle, Dan joined the Black Hand, combat sign of the Red Hand and a clan of elite warriors. A few months later, he caught a messenger trying to sneak out of Keller Hall, hoping to avoid the man with the huge sword's attention. Dan learned from him that Lord Ithermoss was dying, and was at the half-drake's side in only a few moments. The Red Hand's founder gave him one of his first weapons, a broad-bladed iron katar, one of the many gifts given to others who had assembled. Inspired by Ithermoss’ rough life, the slayer set out again, even more determined to return the Earth to what it had been at one time.
After a money making scheme at a prize fighting ring whose name he forgets, Dan met the impossibly strong Godhand Striker, as well as Claire and Sonya, who were even stronger, to the point of ridiculousness. They're all currently living in his apartment at Radasanth. His strange feelings for Claire, and the trustworthy camaraderie of Godhand have made the slayer begin to rethink his outlook on life. Could an individual's life be precious? Something not to be taken away? Can he trust the three? If it came down to it, would he lay his life down for them? His heart says yes, but his instincts scream no. And his instincts have gotten him very far up to now.
However, this wasn't discovered yet as soon after, his workload began to make him buckle beneath it's weight. Gild vanished and Damon Kaosi took the title and position of Aegis, giving the slayer the position of The Captain of the Sword. Also, with the Shards of Valori suddenly coming to light, his free time was occupied by Theatre of War battles to acquire the shards. Soon after he registered for the Althanas Adventurer's Crown alongside Seth Dahlios and Oberon Detruire. The three, under the name of The Black Hand, were charged with finding the legendary Lightbringer, the Calan Silaer. It was no more than they set foot into Hrenta Nodos that several explosions rocked the city, and the Demon Army flooded it. They arrested the slayer and took him to Telas Bauhaus, the public execution grounds, and forced him to fight The Raven King, quite a bit more powerful, who he had beleived to have killed years ago. When it was apparent Dan was on a fast track to a brutal death, he went through a bloody metamorphosis that showed his half demon characteristics all too well. After killing the monstrosity, Dan was set free due to ancient laws, and caught up to Seth. He passed out, and during this time, a mysterious Demon who was of a high rank in the Demon Army spirited the Lightbringer away to Salvar. After awakening, he had an urge to enter the crypt, were the reanimated corpse of the demon prince Prellatar told him of his past, and his Saraelian demon descendents, and gave light to the the lies the Wilmhearst family had been telling him. After sealing the crypt to give Prellatar rest, Dan and Seth made way to Salvar and met up with Oberon, who had went ahead to follow the army. The three made a daring raid on the camp of the six thousand strong force, and just when it seemed they had recovered the legendary weapon, the mysterious demon appeared and broke it, revealing it to be fake. He froze time around the three, and locked them away to deal with them later. With a promise to recover the Lightbringer, and having been beaten so easily, a hellish fury is soon to be dropped onto Belial's head...
After being rescued by the Tel Quissir, Dan and the other two members of the Black Hand succeeded in spiriting away the Calan Silaer. However, during a council of all the teams and the monks in Radasanth, the demons came again, seeking the other Calans, and though fighting bravely, they were all incapacitated. Afterwards, they were liberated again, and the Black Hand broke away from the tournament, sick of the constant attack, and their position as the tournament's whipping boy. When Dan split off from Seth and Oberon, he went back to his apartment, and in the following weeks found himself tied up in an assassination attempt to kill him by the Phoenix Syndicate, who wanted him out of the way so they could use his genetically altered clones to take over the world. They also kidnapped the girl he was keeping an eye on, Linda, and despite his best efforts, she was killed by the Syndicate's head, Jaken, moments before his escape. In a rage, Dan killed Jaken with the Rotslayer and was nearly destroyed in a humungous blast that leveled the Syndicate's headquarters, the Tsukioke Bulding in the upper east end of Radasanth.
Feeling the need for reflection, and solitude, Dan retired to the sands of Fallien, not bothering to tell any of his acquaintances. Without hesitation, his twisted brother, Delerion, inserted himself into his usual life’s routine, and began to ruin his good reputation. Slowly at first, acting as a reckless vigilante, then made it come crashing down all at once, launching a brutal attack on Radasanth, sinking a ship with at least one thousand people aboard while engaged in a battle with a Wilmhearst slayer. Eventually, when news reached Dan’s ears, he rushed back to the place he called his home, and Delerion fled, leaving him with a life in shambles. With no way to fix the damage, and unable to track his brother, Dan left for Fallien again.
Three years pass, and Dan Lagh’ratham faded away.
In time, a tribe in Fallien comes to boast about a Hunter with the strength of a titan. He came namelessly, and when he had proven himself, they gave him the title of Renuanupadin, or Sand Searcher. The soldier’s of the desert nation, upon watching him kill Arta while on a sortie from the Keep, came to name him Ren the Beast. The man named Ren was distant to all, so it came as little surprise when he proposed a leave from the tribe, widely rumored to be one of either redemption or peregrination. He garbed himself in black, and left the sands...for now.