[MC1] Mini Chet

It was a dark and desolate evening on the side of the road. My horse was not able to complete the long journey I had planned. I decided to allow her to get some rest, and I attempted to set up a camp for the night. I was destined to camp in that very spot. At midnight, I sat in my tent, almost asleep, when I heard a loud crash. A vampire, who I would later find out was only a lowly rogue, had found his way into my campsite. Looking for blood, you could easily see he was unskilled and fumbled around, trying to sniff me out. Figuring it was a homeless person, looking for food, I quickly arose to try and offer him help. He didn't want it. I was quickly thrown down on the ground, then the transformation occurred. Fangs, as white as snow, and as long as fingers protruded from his mouth. Before I could even scream, he was advancing for my neck. I resisted, but he began to overpower me. All I knew was that before he could reach my neck, his jaw was ripped from his skull. A lycan, of all beings, was here at my side, saving me from an utterly terrible fate. I asked him what could be done of this situation, and he explained to me, that if I wanted, he would share with me the knowledge of lycans throughout time. All he told me of himself at this point was that he was of the Order of Alderon. I asked him of his Order; an interesting concept. I wanted to pass on the option to join, but his spirit and mighty jaws were too much to resist. I was intrigued by the lycan order and rank. I will remember the night the Silent Wise One bit me. From that day forward, I look for vampires, and stamp out their order. I too am part of an order, I am a slave to the Order of Alderon. You'd never know I was the slave of the clan, they treat me as one of the group. Since I was at one point a vampire sympathiser, I could not be trusted to help guide the clan.

Total loot:	48,583.90 kgs of flesh
Victims bitten (via link):	0
Fights:	548
Victories:	97
Defeats:	451
Draws:	0
Gold gained:	~ 3,000.00
Gold lost:	~ 12,000.00
Damage to enemies:	13501.68
Damage from enemies:	72151.36

Character level:	Level 19
Strength:	(29)
Defence:	(28)
Agility:	(25)
Stamina:	(27)
Dexterity:	(25)
Experience:	(1792|1805)

Attempted challenges:	0
Successful challenges:	0
Failed challenges:	0

Sentinel breed:	Enraged hound
Sentinel name:	Enraged hound
Attack:	(8)
Defence:	(7)
Stamina:	(7)

Gender:	unknown
Age:	unknown Years
Hometown:	---
ICQ-number:	---
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Markus Aureliatus has not yet achieved a special arena rank.