Karma of the Fallen Angel

I have stolen princesses back from sleeping barrow kings. I burned down the town of whanton. I have spent the night in the fae and left with both my sanity and my life. I was expelled from the Arcanum at a younger age than most people are allowed in. I tread paths by moonlight that others fear to speak of during day. I have talked to Angels, loved women, and sung songs that made the maidens weep.
You may have heard of me.

This is the story of an angel wreathed in shadow, of a human thrust into light then devoured by the darkness. The story of a hesitant prodigy. This is the story of the fallen angel