Sir Alonne is a wandering swordsman bearing a full eastern armor set made of red ornamental eastern based armor, black iron helmet with apertures for sight adorned with a long red plume as well as having a large overextended bewitched katana, his frame as in stature is far imposing , taller than any cursed undead, he was the former Iron King's right-hand man. Alonne came from the east and chose to serve the Iron King and help establish his own kingdom. When the Iron King was at the peak of his rule, Sir Alonne left him to travel the lands for an unknown reason. For his service the Iron King bestowed Alonne's name to his knights.

He had traveled to the Iron Kingdom, and he became close with the Old Iron King.It was Alonne who taught the Iron King’s soldiers sword techniques like that of his eastern homeland. The knights wore armor similar to his, and the kingdom became might due in large part to Alonne’s help.

But it is said when the King had peaked in his rule, that Sir Alonne left the king. Why he did this is not known, but he most likely grew disdained with how the old iron king was started to ruin his kingdom. The Old Iron King had used harvest valley so much it had become polluted, and he used barbaric practices to try and stem the undid...The king bestowed Alonne’s name to his knights. . But the old iron king was a stubborn man, a prideful man by now and this betrayal almost certainly cut deep..Despite growing disdainful of the old iron king, he still held fond memories of his time with him, and clearly cherished their old friendship, for Alonne is wise, calmer and tempered like iron steel, unbroken and unbent.

Sir Alonne was seated in a large chamber, with a wide window, ash and sparks of molten steel could be seen behind that glass, yet, Sir Alonne remained seated, his bewitched katana resting over his folded legs, a hand on the grip of the long hilt while his left hand remained on the plained side of the blade, his head tilted down, in complete meditation, unperturbed of anyone who entered his chamber.

"Ohm.." Alonne muttered as he noticed the fog gate swirl, a challenger?, that king? or.. perhaps an apprentice..?.

The fog gate continued to swirl.