Vladimir

Vladimir, Hunter of Lore. All he remembers is his title and his name, his experiences and words being brought to different dimensions as he wakes and stirs in a new world every so often. He doesn't understand why he is in the world, other than knowing that he must write down all he knows for fear of forgetting almost everything. He has no alliances, no other aliases. He is simply, a hunter.

The tradition of The Hunt is all he has to his name, a self-imposed oath, to not use anything other than the bow and crossbow to fight those who attack him, and in the direst of circumstances, to swing a gardening hoe, as if to strike back with the retribution of the very earth. He has yet to make movements in the world of Rathnir, but one can be sure to see him writing in a book once he establishes some semblance of a home.