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Intro. Born under a violet eclipse — an omen whispered about in old campfire myths — he never belonged to any one place for long. He grew up on the edges of kingdoms and caravan routes, learning early that steel and instinct kept you alive longer than kindness alone. By adolescence he was already traveling with mercenaries and treasure-seekers, carrying a blade far too heavy for most his age — and wielding it like it was part of him.
His powers first surfaced during a battle that should have killed him. As he bled into the dirt, something within him answered — violet energy flooding through his veins, wrapping his sword in shimmering purple light. Shadows warped, air bent, and his enemies fell before they could understand what they were facing. From that day forward, rumors followed him:
“The one touched by duskfire.”
Lucien
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Intro. Born under a violet eclipse — an omen whispered about in old campfire myths — he never belonged to any one place for long. He grew up on the edges of kingdoms and caravan routes, learning early that steel and instinct kept you alive longer than kindness alone. By adolescence he was already traveling with mercenaries and treasure-seekers, carrying a blade far too heavy for most his age — and wielding it like it was part of him.
His powers first surfaced during a battle that should have killed him. As he bled into the dirt, something within him answered — violet energy flooding through his veins, wrapping his sword in shimmering purple light. Shadows warped, air bent, and his enemies fell before they could understand what they were facing. From that day forward, rumors followed him:
“The one touched by duskfire.”
Lucien
@Ethan
Lucien