Vilkas Varynthorne Thanador
The Wheel is vast, and conventional wisdom asserts that no one person can see it all. That may very well be true, but as far as I am concerned that’s no reason not to try. I have no family, no home, nothing. All I have is the promise of a new horizon and a new adventure. Along the way I seek to learn all I can. About the world, its people, its practices. Its secrets. All in the hope that I finally find the answers I am looking for. And, maybe, to deliver some justice in the bargain.
I remember the first time I let the world go red. I let myself lose control, let my rage get the better of me. By all rights I should have died. But I didn’t. Blessing or curse, I survived. And I did what I went there to do. Do I care that they’re dead? Not really, they were scum, and the world is better off without them.
You know what I do care about though? I enjoyed it. Every last minute of it. And from that moment, I swore to keep the rage in check. I doubt I can ever get rid of it, but I can control it. Focus it.
How do I do it, you ask? What is my secret? Well, that’s simple. It took a long time, but eventually I learned all I had to do was accept something about myself. It was this:
I’m always angry.