Spawned from my early AD&D sessions in September 1989, when i found the furry fandom in mid-1995 I brought him into it as a black feline. Does not play well with others. Tends to be sexist, power hungry and will join a group if there is a benefit for himself (ie. get the treasure they are going for or some other powerful artifact).

Born a peasant, he worked on his parent's farm. When he was about 8 he started to become charmed with the idea of being a knight in the royal guard, but because he was not of noble blood and liked to swing swords with his left hand/paw, that was not going to happen.

Eventually he got tired of doing farm life work and set his mind to leave this place and go adventuring! Get his fame that way. taking what little money his parents had (without them knowing...), buying some chainmail, sword and basic supplies he left town.

Eventually he stumbled across a black sword with a group of adventurers. Something in him snapped when eh saw it. he HAD to have it... Stealing it, learning later it was a Vorpal sword. The power hunger got worse from there...