I am DeadLock......and this is My tale.
On that dreadful night, so long ago, I was there! I saw the carnage! I witnessed the beginnig of "The New Beginning". At My young age of only 7, what I saw and what was happening made little sense to Me, but I somehow understood that it was....right. At that time, I was called Bolanth. I was raised with the BloodLichen, and I enjoyed everything that Our new life had to offer! Without any hesitations or reservations, I accepted what was taught to Us by Our surrigate Father, Oghma! The darkness and the darkside became second nature. Eons passed and life's pleasures became more and more intense.....until that fateful day. As Kindred will tell you....Our brother didn't mind and the foolish Druid didn't matter! Or so we thought! Oghma warned Us of what would happen if the pact was broken.....and I can assure you that His punishments were harsh! Bolanth......was simply no more! His being was split into two separate and totally different entities! One half received the personality and common sense that is associated with your average run of the mill human being. Having absolutely no idea of his past, he can be seen elsewhere in the realms......but his life is a different story all together. The other half, received what you see.....as DeadLock! He is an imposing figure, 6'3" tall, long dark hair, lean but very muscular. Usually donned in a long black, floor length coat, lined with a few of His favorite.....tools of His trade. In Him lies all of the training and desires that were Bolanth, along with a few more tricks He has picked up along the way. Where does the curse affect Him, you might ask? This is His curse: He has no real memory of who or what He is! Only the flashbacks that plague Him! Occasionally, something will trigger memories, causing problems for whomever happens to be around Him at the time, but for the most part, they simply leave Him dazed and confused. Imagine, if you will, centuries of training and life......so many battles fought.....so many chases won.....all the blessed pain caused and enjoyed.......all forgotten!! Not to imply that DeadLock is helpless, mind you! In Him is a warrior matched by few! His senses sharp, His patience few, His temper immense......His love for battle is already manifesting itself. To those He accepts as friend.....He will do battle for until death! Unlike the "traditional" (for lack of better words) BloodLichen, not only is He very adept at deadly uses of the hands, He is no stranger with the use of weapons and blades of innumerable types! Because His memories are so deeply hidden, He asks questions of many, and rarely lets His guard down at all. His social graces are somewhat uncharacteristic for someone of His background, but......He doesn't know His background, now does He?! Memories and flashbacks.......where will they lead???