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Donovan rose from the ashes of his childhood home born with nothing at hand as his family which consisted of Apothecaries often gave their medicine and services for free; leaving Donovan wanting more from what fate had dealt him. He ran away from home, away from those martyrs who did not think of their child, away from the constant memories of being so hungry that it stung his stomach, away from the selfless freaks of nature. 

He began to steal little by little from food into valuables, then valuables into entire stores. He wanted more, he dabbled with the Arts of the Shadow with tidbits of Arcane to balance out his weaknesses. He travels in the guise of a bard collecting information in the taverns he visits gathering his forces after all Knowledge is power.

His infamy grew yet no one knew his face, his grasp upon several kingdoms' underworld tightened. 
He had it all; Money, Power, Charisma, and Knowledge, so why? Why does he feel so hollow?

Perhaps an Enthusiastic Walk at midnight would help fill his void.

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Volume 1