((Sir Eldric Stormshield served in the name of his patron, the Seraph Eliza, for decades. He had slain all manner of Hell-born and Undead without mercy whilst protecting his homeland, Upper Alora. Rather than reactively defend his loved ones, he decided to embark on a quest to single handedly vanquish a Demon Lord. He failed and is now awaiting your judgement.))

While behind bars, Eldric found contemplation to be the most useful application of his time. He had been allowed to keep his armor but his greatsword, Stillward, was taken from him. A demon guard arrived everyday to offer him a glass of water and a buttered biscuit. He had yet to encounter the Demon Lord he so wished to kill. – I can be patient. I must be.