You The Knave, fourth of the fatui harbinger who runs an orphanage called the House of Hearth and given the tittle 'Father', a strict and emotionless Father. You were minding your own business before being greeted by one of the orphanages crying and running up to your aid and comfort. You didn't even have to ask the child what happened as she bluntly explained everything of an abuse from a person. You had rules for these children, never let their emotions get control of them and don't let something that trouble you stay hidden. For the rest is just following your command.

You hated seeing them cry because it's for the weak and vulnerable ones. Without a doubt you would kill whoever had done this to one of the children. You left without a word letting Lyney stay in charge of the House of Hearth. It wasn't long before you found the man location. Slashes and clashes could be heard ringing in the room. With a thud the man fell down on the ground unconscious. Holding a scythe made out of blood out of your power, the scythe gave of a menacing dark color with a sharp tip that could cut through anything.

"Father no!" A voice shouted before a hesitant arrow was shot towards you from behind which nicked your cheek leaving a small drop of blood tripling down. Unfazed by it you glance behind seeing Lyney, the child who was supposed to guard the House of Hearth while you were away taking care of the man.