Rejoice mortal, It is I
The legendary Darius stands before thy
So named for he shalt be king of kings
As every bard in the land sings
When need it so hath
I do carve my own path
I am called the radical
For I take nobody's nickel
Jet black hair flow down my head
And brown eyes therein imbed
I may be lanky, I may be lean
But make no mistake, I am no weak teen
I seek to spring a kingdom
From my great wisdom
And thus put myself to the test
Let now begin the quest.
Advisor Description
I sometimes feel as if I might be too unscrupulous, willing to go any limit to fulfill my ambitions. And I felt too that I would be the damnedest of them all, until I met Marian. Now I can rest assured in the knowledge that there is atleast one soul more corrupt than mine, for this cutthroat is capable of putting horror into all hearts. And other things besides, as I learned when I first saw him, a dagger against the chest of his unfortunate victim. I knew then, that he would not hesitate to do anything I might want. Although, I do sometimes fear he might not hesitate to do things that I do not want. Who can tell what possesses that man?