Ares is my real name. I was born in an unknown land and lived there for the early parts of my life. I joined with Chaos because of the simplicity of the way of life, kill or be killed. I joined under an evil knight and was promoted to be his personal guard because of my great skills in battle.

In one raid against the "evil Brotherhood", I was captured by the notorious Sir Cedric Winterbourne. He took me prisoner. And so I waited for my rescue from the evil Cedric...but it never came. Sir Cedric and I became friends and talked often. He convinced me of the evil ways of the armies of Chaos and taught me of his time in their armies, and what he learned while a soldier amongst them. Soon burned a flame of hatred so deep for the evil spawn that it could never be quenched--no matter how many Chaos fell--until they were all dead.

I changed my name to Lance Whitetail, to be rid of all ties to the evil fruit of Satan. And with that name change, came a change of my colours to represent the change in my heart. The colours that were chosen were red, white, and green. The red for the ceaseless fighting and hatred for the evil Chaos that would never cease; and to represent the fire that burned in my heart for these beings. The white is for the purity that I bring to all that would listen. And green, for the peace that I pursue for myself and others. Green represents, and honors, those fallen in battle before me.

I practiced often with Sir Cedric. Soon he had taught me nearly all that I could learn and I became one of his best fighters. I moved up in the ranks as I became better; soon to become general of his armies, he trusted me so much. I then became his squire, trying to be as knightly as possible.

Through time, the raids of the spawn became so bad that Sir Cedric gave up his crown to begin a quest against the spawn directly...no more did he entrust this duty to only his armies. He took only myself and the best of fighters with him--the kings personal bodyguards--the Brotherhood of the Axe. We now wage war ceaselessly with the hideous creatures. One day they will all understand the evil of their ways, or fall to the sword of truth... then, and only then, can my heart and mind be at rest.

History of Lord Lance Whitetail, squire to Sir Cedric,
2nd in command of the Brotherhood of the Axe
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