The Wolf and The Beast

[Mirkwood-Warrior26164]

Anthony Greathouse, where do I start.

It all begins in faerun, young anthony started his life as a simple farmer, tending the fields beside his father and butchering animals with aid of his mother. In his mid teens anthony had a love for sword making, the art satisfied him greatly. His skill in trade grew exponentially, eventually mastering the sword art in his mid twenties. His love for the blade grew above any other emotion as if the weapon he chose the scimitar was his eternal life, his mate, his lasting love. Anthony came home one evening from tending his skill within an old barn to find his mothers throat slit on the floor of there country cottage, with his father standing by her side with knife in hand. As he stood in horror of what he had seen, he begins to piece together what had happened.

His father took chase after anthony to stop any means of word getting out of her murder but anthony escaped stowing away on a vessel headed for arelith. As he arrived to the shining city of Cordor his eyes were widened being in awe of the sheer size of the great city he beheld. Anthony's love of blade handling and conquering evil foes of the isle grew as time progressed on. Now in the year 86 of areliths reckoning. Anthony had devoted much of his time to combat, prayer and meditation to the one he calls his true father, Tempus. Among his free time venturing, he strolled upon a man known to him as the current warden of the bramble, Kregor Boldheart. He didn't know what to make of the burly man in his natural like leathers with his bow upon his back. He wasn't going to be intimidated by none of the isle, because he like many others before him have suffered greatly.

Several years later now in his late thirties, anthony sought to avenge his mothers death by returning to faerun and putting a blade to his father. As he returned however the militia was awaiting him. The government seen him as a criminal, a murderer, an assasin of the country.
Anthony wasnt having it, he went to his home to find his father with another woman of dark garbed clothing. Standing above the women as if boasting his might over her. Control anthony stated among himself before pulling his blade and charging the front door. He knocked the door from its hinges alerting his father to his feet drawing his own sword in defense of what was to come his final end. Anthony looked his father in his eyes, then to the woman who fled while the battle erupted. He flung his blade to his father and in the process of trying to deflect it, the blade cut off his hand and ended up fleying his father thru his gutt. His father lay at his feet, coughing up blood looking to anthony with much remorse.. He said: My son, im sorry for what has become of me and one day, you too will face my devils. As he drew his last breathe anthony then shoves the blade further into the dieing man to end his pain and finalizing his death. As he left the home a changed and vengefull spirit he grabs a torch and sets the home on fire. Upon a knoll close by he watches as the home falls upon itself. Ash is all that now remains of his once called home. Anthony returns to arelith with sorrow, pain and hatred within his heart.

Anthony still thinks of the event that changed him, from a man of honor and once valored knight. To that of a killer with little remorse for life, he is now what he feared the most as a boy. He is now a engine of destruction, hell bent on avenging the dead and there families. He travels to Benwick upon his return to Arelith only to find it taken by devils of Baator.

The Wolf returns to the den to find a beast waiting:

Anthony dresses up for a battle like none before he has fought, raging thru the gates of the keep he wards himself with what potions, wands and frivilous things he has come about on his travels. Ultimately his wards are enough to keep him safe and secure while within the keeps walls. So he begins his trek in the keep, the first few groups were light and easily pressed, he shows little fervor in being defeated there, till he reaches the rear of the keep, a beacon of light can be seen above, shining like the angels light of celestial awaiting him... Calling him to it.
In that moment, a succubus comes to him to comfort him, the coniving fiend she is. She assures him that all is fine and she can freely be with him whenever he seeks her, she has taken the form of the one he has fallen for [zadia Zimmran], she taunts him with grand pleasures unlike any women hes known. Yet he feels so safe in her embrace. He once goes to grasp her hand but she pulls it back to not let him allow his embrace, but to late she was in doing so. Her presence instantly from his touch turned to a more sinister looking being, one of the hells. The succubuss, the wretch of the hells to corruption and defiance she has made her way into his mind. A pitfiend from above watching over the stability of chaos in the keep grounds see's this and abruptly charges anthony of which he was well unprepared to face, the creature slammed him with its whip tightening its grasp about anthonys neck. He eventually falls pressed beyond his own might and falls into a paralyzing trance. He now is trapped....

Anthony the beast of Cordor, knight of Tempus, Guardian of arelith and protector of the people is now.. No more. His soul now rests within the bowls of hell among the fiends ever tortured by being put back in his mortal body to slay those whom he loved..

The Bargain, The Beast, The continuation of life:

He is left kneel'd in Benwick, his soul bound to the fiend atop the keeps top guarding the lights beacon. Only one who shows true love, sacrifice and humility can save him now. Zadia, has taken the devils challenge to regain what is rightfully hers. Anthony Greathouse, the true champion of Tempus, First knight of the Foehammer, Protector of the people.