I am The Virtuous Man -Master Thief.And to some that might seem but a moniker, a self appraised title that the petty burglar gives himself to make his life seem more important. Yet a few, yes a select few know the honor that comes with the title. Trained directly from the Righteous Man. Given the opportunity to make a better life for himself. I spent years as part of the famed Master Thieves Guild. I was there at the start, during the golden age - and during it's fall. I was there when brother turned against brother. Flesh peeled from the skin; and pain... such pain. But of those golden years, of the guild when just the time we spent as brothers was enough to keep us together. That was life, a pure life. From the grand heists of Aegis to the vast vaults of Asulon. We became known hell we ascended to a place in the public eye that only a handful of groups ever achieved; we became respected. But time changes everything. The guild was splintered by the thorn - by the rose. A war was started between tradition and alliance. Through much bloodshed the guild's fate was sealed, it's highest members; those who had survived went their own way. Made their own path. Who am I now? Now i am an Elder, knowledge to provide, and the author of those stories; the ones that your children pine to be told before bed. But should you find me let it be known... the mask is waiting, and it calls for the righteous one.