"Ghost" (Arturus ir'Valtaire)
An assassin embittered by the destruction of his nation. An aristocrat cursed with supernatural abilities.
Human male, late 20’s, slightly below average height and of unremarkable build. His short hair is black, though his temples and neatly trimmed beard are greying. He has excellent posture and moves with confidence and grace.
In the field he dresses in black leathers and cloth, stylish yet practical. His equipment is of good workmanship but lacks the frills of something created purely for show. Anything metal is painted black to avoid reflecting light. A black hood covers the top half of his face, effectively masking his appearance. A longsword is strapped to his back, a heavy gauntlet encases his left arm, and a number of hidden blades are kept about his person.
In society he dresses in finely tailored clothing that suits the season’s fashions, though the colours are usually a little more understated than what would be considered truly chic. Typically he wears a pin-striped coat the colour of dark wine, crevatte, waistcoat of dark gold, long boots of supple leather, and a shiny new longsword hanging on his belt.
Ostensibly a diplomat of Cyre, the noble Arturus worked secretly for the Crown during the Last War as a spy and an assassin. Codenamed “Ghost”, he gained notoriety for orchestrating the Black Feast and the Highwater Massacre. In his four years of service he distinguished himself foremost as a talented killer as well as a patriot, but due to the nature and the secrecy of his work he was never a war hero.
To those he worked with closely it was evident that Ghost relied on an unnatural power source. In the dark he possessed a mastery of stealth that could be considered supernatural, as if the shadows bent to his will. His blades left great wounds that the force of his arm did not explain. At times he would take on a ghastly visage: drained of all colour, a black mist rising from his shoulders, his eyes and mouth replaced by windows that provided a glimpse into a black, bleak void. His unnatural abilities, though providing numerous beneficial powers, have also been the cause of hardship since his birth.
Arturus spent the first years of his life living as an outcast, not just from society, but from his own family. As a child he had displayed evidence of a strange and disturbing defect: In moments where he was not being watched he would inexplicably remove himself from the play pen, or even overcome barriers such as locked doors. Those physically close to him sometimes felt an eerie foreboding as if injury and harm would be inflicted at a single misstep in a game to which they did not know the rules. These abnormalities were feared and misunderstood by his parents, so for the most part Arturus was kept safely out of the public eye on the country estates of his family where he could cause no shame or embarrassment to the Valtaire name. It was a solitary existence and his only companions were his younger sister and the servants of the house, as the rest of his family spent much of their time in the capitol of the nation and home of the Queen’s court.
It was only through a chance encounter at one of the few social events Arturus participated in in the year that his life took a different course. At the age of fourteen he met an influential man named Buller who took an interest in the boy and in the nature of his alienation. After their meeting Buller would visit the country estate of the Valtaire family periodically and over time gained a measure of trust and friendship with the young Arturus. Buller offered him a chance to better understand his nature through training and working for his organisation – the secret service. To Arturus this was more than just a chance to find out more about his condition, it was also an opportunity to escape a life of social and physical imprisonment, so despite his fear and uncertainty it was an easy decision to make. Shortly thereafter Arturus left his home for Metrol.
Under the tutelage of Buller Arturus grew into a young man who possessed confidence and standing in society. Buller was to the nobility a mysterious and powerful man, and with his patronage Arturus could expect the same respect and admiration from his peers. Buller was also responsible for instilling in the young noble a love for the finer things in life. Metrol was a very different place to the rural environment he had been used to and the capitol of Cyre was renowned as the centre of art and culture of the Five Nations, offering new experiences and sensations to the adventurous. While Arturus enjoyed art galleries, operas and the theatre, it was the libraries he truly loved. He particularly appreciated the histories, and through the words of scholars he came to have a broader understanding of the world and the century-long war that still raged. He believed in Cyre’s just claim to the Crown of Galifar and detested the greed for power of the usurpers that had begun such a senseless and bloody conflict, a conflict that had destroyed unified Galifar, a nation that had prized peace and civilisation. Though he believed in the righteousness of Cyre, he recognised the futility of seeking justice in a war that had carried on long past the lifetimes of those who had committed the original wrongs. For the sake of all peoples of the divided nations of Galifar, Arturus elected to take on the mantle of an assassin of the Crown of Cyre, for when diplomacy fails the best way to end a war with the least amount of bloodshed is to remove key members of the enemy’s efforts. He became the agent codenamed “Ghost”.
Deep undercover in enemy territory Ghost learned of the Day of Mourning through the wild rumours that directly followed the disaster. Disbelieving, he abandoned his post and travelled to the border of his nation. Seeing the destruction at the border was not enough. He ventured into the blasted lands themselves, witnessing the remains of a nation destroyed overnight. Though his objective was his own family estates and Metrol, the environment proved too dangerous for him to venture much further than the outskirts of what was once Cyre.
Arturus lost everything in The Day of Mourning. He lost the reason he fought and he lost the people he cared most for: his sister, and his mentor Buller. Though it was a short list of loved ones it made the loss no more acceptable. Seeking other refugees in the hope that he could find something that remained of his nation he was profoundly dissapointed by the camp of “Mourners” gathering in the slums of Sharn. To look upon the remaining Cyrans, ruled by despair and robbed of their dignity, highlighted the tragedy of the destruction of the nation once known as the most beautiful of Galifar. Nursing his own pain, Ghost retreated into the shadows of Sharn’s underbelly…