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Character name: Nightwalker E-mail address: flips_40s@yahoo.com ICQ: 12201618 Other characters: Meperdine Profile added: 04-27-2000 Profile last updated/changed: 04-27-2000

Born in the peaceful city of Yew, I spent my youth near the crypts learning the art of fencing and building the strength and wisdom to survive alone. My father, Cedric of Yew, had taught me well, as he was an accomplished swordsman. Unfortuantely, he met his demise at a relatively early age and wasn't able to see his son grow into a fine warrior. I never knew my mother, and she was never spoken of to me other than that she was "gone, never to return." I honed my skills with the assistance of a good friend now long gone, Celest Briteblade. After a short while, I was forced out into the dark forests of Yew, and learned quickly how inadequite I was, barely able to defend myself, much less anyone else. I feared for my life, and sought refuge in the hallowed halls of Empath Abbey. It is there that I met a crazy-eyed man named Thalon, who was kind enough to escort me deep into the forest to meet a small clan of soldiers known to me only as the Outlanders Of The UnRuled, or OOT. There I met another wild looking person known as Outy Rex Regis. I was introduced to a few of the others in this 2 house establishment; one known as Prophet Belial, another called eclipse, and the sorcerer Merlin. I asked for sanctuary within those humble homes, where I was to further my training and become what was known then as "a machine". With the help of clan OOT, I quickly developed into a powerful instrument of death, and fit in well with those around me. We faught and died countless times at each others' sides in regional clan disputes, often times being accused of being less than worthy of our opponents. Our day would come... After a bit of organization, some intense training, and a little luck here and there, we decimated our enemy on their own terms, at THEIR house :-) I felt as though I had finally grown up, and was worthy of even the strongest foe. (well, except for Rexxie, whoalways kicks my ass) With the disbanding of OOT, I along with my now close friends, was placed in clan TUR, under the leadership of our beloved Outy of the TURs. I began training in some of the finer, less practiced warrior skills, and became what I am today. I still think back to those times with a warmth in my heart, although I am happy to be simply looking back on them :) TUR has grown into something truly unique and wonderful, with the addition of a lot of really interesting people, well versed in each of their own skills, and undoubtedly some of the best damn guys and gals to be found in our world. As for me, I've traveled a seemingly long road, filled with victories, peppered with defeat. It's been nothing less than I would have dreamed so far, yet I have much to do before I am finished here. When the day comes, and I must leave this place, I wish nothing more than to be remembered as a true soldier, a warrior to the last... Nightwalker (TUR)