My name is Vasile and was given this name because my parents wished for me to be a royal. I am known as the swordsman because I was a prodigy at the sword in my youth.
I stand 5'6" with a toned body which is from hard work, not necessarily from working out. I have Black hair with a white streak. I have one blue eye and one black eye. My tan skin and a plain appearance in general makes me unique.
I see myself as one who steals and breaks the law often, but in the pursuit of magical knowledge and martial prowess. I want to be someone to be both feared and respected by first starting a trade in information or doing bodyguard work. I generally view alliances as necessary for peace of the common folk.
I intend to do all that I can in order to become the next Ruler of Kings. It should be known that I will do anything to put the odds in my favor. Thus, I now start this path towards victory.
Blaauw's Law: Established technology tends to persist in spite of new technology.
During my first day in Town, I found my step sister! This raised some questions but Aversa seems that she will be helpful. I thought I was being followed but I wasn't sure until I saw her at all of the places I've been. Although I felt angry that someone would follow me out of suspicion, this quickly changed as I reasoned that she may simply curious of the new person in town. After confronting her, which was somewhat awkward, the awkwardness turned into curiosity as she introduced herself. I hope that she doesn't intend to do something that she might regret, like crossing me, but otherwise I think that it will be nice to have kin.
In the arena is found Vasile's body. With it being brutally slashed, there were no chance of survival. He seemed to be fast but was not fast enough, nor strong enough for the world.
The only known kin that is alive is their step sister, who was there as a sort of advisor. She said that they didn't have much time to really connect to each other.