My distaste for this man goes beyond the hatred of an enemy soldier.  War served as right hand man to the Red Dragon and as such, was responsible for the deaths of many important figures in my life and in the lives of those I care about.  He once was a staunch ally of my father, a knight of Catalan, and a good friend, but something changed within him, twisting him into a hideous monster.

He calls himself War or Krieg sometimes.  His personal fondness for poison and watching the pain and suffering of others knows no bounds.  What is most frightening of all is the fact that he's now immortal and has no fear.  You cannot fight someone who does not fear.  He presses his advantage at every opportunity.

There can be no peace between us.  He helped bring about the end of my father and stepmother.  This will always be a personal grudge.