He was a mester of the old arts...

His eyes were narrowed with conviction. He was a relic of the old history tomes. Lost was his art, but he recovered it's secrets through intense study. and knowledge of the old arts. He was un alive in a new age of Althanas history.

That night, he was making his way to Radasanth. He had his trusty shield and sword with him, sheathed in its scabbard. His serious face was observing the land before him as he walked through the Concordia Forest. Wind came in from the West and he he purposefully took a backwater road to the main road leading into Radasanth. Though it was late at night the main road was heavily populated that being the main city of Corone proper.

Lorenor's thoughts were on many matters as he walked forward. It was night, so there were unsavory types out. Lorenor was walking forward when a wagon was attacked by four armed men. Lorenor, fueled by the old editcts of his order proceeded to save the wagon. He drew his giant sword keeping the shield away for the moment being. Lorenor moved to intercept the rogues. "Not this night." Lorenor yelled and attacked.

He did what any Hero of Corone would do. The rogues were lookinhg for a quick coin, but would be denied that night. Lornor heavily slashed at the rogue's leader his face completely serious.

The rogue was caught off guard. He was slashed across his face. The rogue cursed and looked at the man's glowing blue eyes. "Who the Haida are you?" He asked.

"I'm your ruin." Lorenor responded quickly. "You lot have attacked the wrong wagon." At that point Lorenor kept himself cool and collected. He was a veteran Hero by that point anyway.

The rogue gathered himself. "You lot. Come forth and attack this fool." He yelled aggressively and the others joined his position.

Lorenor remained tense. He kept his giant sword at the ready looking at the enemy carefully. He bested two of the rogues swiftly, their skill set sloppy and lacking discpline. Lorenor moved quickly on the rogues leaving only the leader in direct field of play. The remaining other rogue ran off in fear.

The leader looked at Lorenor. "Who are you to deny us coin?"

Lorenor looked at the man carefully. "I am what you see." He began. "A Paladin of the Order."