Sertyll was born and raised within the wood of Linandria. The Quard family has lived here for as long as the family remembers. Sertyll has always hated the city, the cramped borders gave him claustrophobia. As soon as he was able to walk he would be out and about attempting to be the next great adventurer, he wanted fame fortune and most importantly, girls. His attempts at getting a partner were squashed during an event that brings him nightmares to this day. His memory grows thin, he sees shards, he sees fire... The bone mask he wears covers the wound that refuses to heal, the wound that turned his life upside down. "Son, you have to understand something... You died, you cant do this again... Your brother wouldn't want this..." His father pleaded, he didn't care, even though death would mark the end for most, he had only begun. He was seething with rage, he wanted blood, blood for his brother... He held his dying brother in his arms as fire roared around him, he whispered to Sertyll,"Kill... Xiy...". He hunts for the destroyer Xiy... His parents no longer see him as their son... He walks, looking for his target, he knows not when he will find him, but he will, and oh ho ho, he is ready for him.

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