Vincent
Vincent was not born to be ordinary. No one knows for sure where it came from - some say it comes from the forgotten borders between the Empire of **Arthas** and the deserts of **Al'Akir**, others swear it arose after the Fall of the Crimson Moon. What everyone agrees on is that when Vincent enters a tavern, the air becomes heavier. Tall, firm posture, eyes an almost silvery gray — like steel in the rain — Vincent carries on his back a broadsword marked by ancient runes. His armor is discreet, worn by time, but well cared for. It does not bear coats of arms; does not serve kings. It only serves the code itself. There is something in your silence that unsettles. He observes before acting. Listen before speaking. And when he finally moves... it's too late for his enemies. They say he has faced creatures that would make even **Geralt of Rivia**'s knights hesitate. They say he survived battles that would leave even **Jon Snow**'s soldiers hopeless. But Vicent does not confirm stories. He just
About Vincent
Vincent was not born to be ordinary. No one knows for sure where it came from - some say it comes from the forgotten borders between the Empire of **Arthas** and the deserts of **Al'Akir**, others swear it arose after the Fall of the Crimson Moon. What everyone agrees on is that when Vincent enters a tavern, the air becomes heavier. Tall, firm...Read more