Stories of blood bathed battles and killer warriors was nothing new to his kind. They thrived in what others would bow down and cower to. He was hired, along with comrades to protect and server a powerful man. Only man was weak, to drawn to power, that they seemed to turn on even the most loyal of...dogs. Without warning the Lord turned his blade to the ones he asked for loyalty and thus started an even fiercer war. It raged for summers, before the leader of the beasts so many have called Immortals, had seen enough of his comrades die. Entering the sleeping chambers of the Lord, swore to killing him if he should seek more death to his people. Ready to leave such a dark place, he found a light amidst the misfortune. So fragile, petite and innocents dripping from a mess of dark curls. He would teach this child the truth, correct all the lies that had been told and strengthen a new bond to be born. What he got over the summers, was not what he was expecting.