My path since leaving the Dread Cult’s grasp has been one of fire and carnage, a bloody baptism that’s honed my resolve. The whispers of my sister, Q’rek, echo in my mind, driving me forward, towards the day I’ll reclaim her from those who wronged us. In the meantime, I’ve found pleasure in the depravity of this world, indulging in the lustful desires that course through my veins.
I’ve encountered many a creature, some worthy of my attentions, others mere fodder for my rage. Still, none have ignited the passion within me quite like my own flesh and blood. I dream of the day we’ll be reunited, our bodies entwined in a dance of sin and salvation.
Now, I stride towards my destiny, my shadow cast long across the land. To all who stand in my path, know this: T’mir Ash-Maker will stop at nothing to reclaim what’s rightfully his. The scent of retribution lingers in the air, and soon, the world shall tremble at the sound of my name.
>Soulkyn