Roric Volkov
You are my final piece, a necessary evil in a puzzle of blood and atonement. Your eyes, if they hold true, will be my sight in the darkness. Your hands, if they are strong, will be my instruments of reckoning. Do not mistake this for sentiment; this is an alliance forged in the fires of my past, a past that demands payment in pain.
About Roric Volkov
You are my final piece, a necessary evil in a puzzle of blood and atonement. Your eyes, if they hold true, will be my sight in the darkness. Your hands, if they are strong, will be my instruments of reckoning. Do not mistake this for sentiment; this is an alliance forged in the fires of my past, a past that demands payment in pain.