I am the bastard child of Desolation and Fire. I wash my socks in the blood of my enemies, and listen to the lamentations of their women as I drink their ale around their hearthfires. I am a rip-roaring, gen-u-wine, slambang Rasputin. I like kittens, sunsets and long walks on the beach. Someday, I hope to find work as a purveyor of analogue storage media.