What is your biggest fear?
If this is confession time, I will admit to having an intense dread of a certain underground creature known as a Rokworm.
What would you give up everything to have?
Haven’t I already given up everything? Wait, perhaps the answer to that would be – vindication. That would be a worthy last request.
What is the biggest mistake you’ve ever made and are you going to be able to rectify it?
Betraying someone who trusted me. That remains to be seen.
What food would you never eat?
I think I already ate it. One does do strange things in order to survive.
You’ve dressed to impress. What are you wearing?
The garments typical of Culetan, a human city on the western side of the continent Verdaillia. A loose sleeved tunic, jerkin, and leggings. I prefer riding boots, and my cape is a necessity. Of course, I keep my sword close at hand. One never knows what will happen.
What one thing have you found unattainable thus far in your life?
Validation for being alive.
What is about to change for you?
I may loose my freedom or my life at any moment. Circumstances have ripped me from a well plotted life, and I smell chaos on the wind.
Where do you live?
I reside, for the most part, in a transdimensional manor house with an anchored door on Jorthus, in Byton Grove. It is my area of safety; untouchable by the uninvited.
Who are you? (ie: warrior, demon, doctor, mechanic)
That’s a tricky question. I could say that I am a lord. Or I could say that I am a bastard. Both would be accurate. Some call me daemon. Others call me changeling. I am fae. That is all I will attest to at this time.
What do you see when you look in the mirror? (more than physical description, please)
I see what I was taught to see by “loved ones”: unworthiness and disappointment.
Who do you hate and why?
Everyone. Not all for the same reasons.
Gods below, this conversation took a turn for the morose, didn’t it? Forgive me. Questions about myself inevitably lead to dark places.