Knight Shackleton

His quest began at age 15 with the shrill cry of a Tarn, and a sharp tug on the one strap.

Dagger rose into the sky circled his beloved Ar once then streaked past all three moons seemingly chased by the flashes of lightening as the storm raged in his wake. On a night like this three years past he swore to find her, the memory of her warm tears and soft lips upon his cheek drives him to find her.

7 dangerous years later he swore to find her and make her his, one way or another!

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