User:Brother Roland/Stevie The Crusher

This is my warrior, he's my primary character and was the first created. Below is some info about him.

Lore
Like most things, he started small and simple, and was content to learn what was put before him. The mastery of weapons was no different. Guided by his 2 childhood friends he began his mastery of the warrior arts. Don, his first brother in arms by his side as a fellow warrior, started the group. Alex, his second at his back, a monk in the early stages of learning the healing arts, followed along with him. He became known as a Crusher in Ascalon, a person by whatever means could not be defeated lest he found another Crusher to battle with. Tydus held one such position, as did the Duke, but they held it based on brute force, while Stevie held it on tactics and cunning alone. Together in Ascalon, the three grew strong, enough so to gain wealth enough to form a guild and watch over its growth.

The searing changed little.

Years later they watch over it still, but the Charr threaten the existence of what they worked hard to create. They were loyal to the King, but when your prince offers you freedom to grow away from constant war, who were we to refuse?

The path was clear until the Gate of Ice and Stone and Frost. There, the first of us fell, though it wouldn’t be the last. Rurik sacrificed himself for the good of the people, leaving us to carry on in his absence, but he’s not the one I spoke of falling. As conditions would have it, and as the monk’s code does call, Alex attempted to save Rurik. Not knowing his limits was his downfall, for he was destroyed with him. We carried on with what little grief we could offer him in a situation where most of the creatures around you wanted you dead.

From there we cut our ties with Ascalon, proceeded to gain strength at our own volition. Through hardship and conquest, we ended up in a desert of crystal, which would befall another. Not all are made to ascend, and simple decisions of the past can make all the difference. Stevie chose to look to Dwayna and Balthazar for his strength, while Don looked to Grenth. He continued as a warrior but fell into necromantics in order to survive the harsh conditions that plagued us. What he never realized was that when two such beings were ever to cross, the battle goes to the one that first realizes that the vampiric spells will not be his sole savior.

He tried several times, never accomplishing his goal while Stevie moved on to save Tyria from the very thing that destroyed Ascalon. Don eventually became one of those cursed to wander the desert as nothing but a lost spirit.

From then on he wandered, guild to guild, land to land, never satisfied with staying still. He became a master of nearly every skill a warrior could know, and increased his power to match his cunning. After the fall of one noble guild he was a part of, one composed of guardians of the light, he realized that because of the nature of his power, he could never be a part of such a guild again without pulling it to its knees, willing or not. So he moved like a ghost, gaining reputations wherever he was spotted, forever cursed to be Stevie the Crusher, destroyer of all in his wake.

So we find him, part of yet another great Guild, awaiting the time when his presence will become substantial enough to bring its doom. But this is an order of those who have already fallen from grace, and hold greater resilience than even he. He has been accepted into the order, and more so than ever before his power grows.

However now, at the very beginning of the end, he is offered the mantle of the protector once more, a chance at redemption, and with it the greatest challenges the world has. This is the true test of all his hardship, and it is but the beginning of what lies just beneath what we all see.

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