Argent Kadingir

"All it takes for Evil to prevail is for Good to do nothing."

## Appearance

Argent is large for a human, standing just shy of seven feet and weighing in at a hefty 250 pounds. He is almost always seen in his set of full plate armor. Made of Druchite and of exceptional quality, his armor makes him appear even more imposing.

Without the horned helm, it becomes clear that Argent is a young man of around twenty. His hair is an auburn color, mostly brown but with a dark red tint. Only one scar adorns his face, a trio of claw wounds running from ear to mouth. His eyes are a striking emerald color.

His sword is clearly masterwork quality, and well maintained. The four and a half foot long blade is well polished, with only a single small nick at the base. The double edge is honed razor sharp, the cold iron gleaming in the light. Celestial runes are carved into the center of the blade, running from broad tip to base. The hilt is wrapped in soft black leather, bearing only slight signs of wear. The curved hand guard is similarly made of cold iron, with the forward face also being sharpened to an edge. The pommel is an expertly carved skull of what appears to be a demon, complete with fangs and two wicked horns.

## Personality

Despite his large size and intimidating appearance, Argent is a kind individual. Argent is extremely protective and loyal, going to great lengths for those he considers friends. When it comes to combat, Argent is ruthless. He will stop at nothing to stop hostile action against those he considers innocent or allies. Surrender is accepted, but only for those that aren't demons, devils, or daemons.

He loves to hang out with friends, either by going to bars or otherwise just talking. Similarly he loves friendly competition. Argent especially likes competitions of martial might and prowess.

## History

Argent was born in Dawnton, Mendev. Dawnton is a smaller settlement, known for it's frequent through travel. He was raised almost solely by his mother, Cyrra, with the help of various crusaders who frequented the settlement. As a young child, he was told often the story of his Great-Great-Great-Grandfather, as well as the prophecy he brought with him.

*Crown of blood and sight of jewel, Fated for Abyssal duel, Son of strife and crossroads, Power and might bestowed, To save everyone, Thy death be done*

It was drilled into him, his importance, his worth. The crusaders who helped train him were dismissive of it, but there was no doubting that Argent had a talent for fighting. It took major hits to make him quit, and he was often able to give as good as he got. Some crusaders insisted that he took pleasure from the pain, others insisted he was just stubborn. Whichever one it was, Argent never let on. However, it wasn't always combat training. Argent was often put to work on books. The study of planes and religion were emphasized, anything that could help. While the town kids were playing outside, Argent was being prepared for his fate. His few forms of fun were dancing and amateur woodworking.

His first encounter with a Demon would occur at the age of 14. Dawnton came under attack by a roaming band of Quasits and Dretches. Why they arrived, no one knew. Still, it became a good opportunity for Argent to practice what he learned. He joined the crusaders in the defense of the town, battling demons for what seemed like an hour. The prolonged exertion drained Argent, and when he swung at a dretch, it missed. The momentum of the swing carried Argent forward, right into the claws of the demon. With renewed hatred, Argent slayed the foul beast. Finally the horde broke, leaving Dawnton safe.

At the age of 18, Argent was sent off into the world. For the next few years, Argent would travel around Golarion in order to expand his horizons. Eventually he arrived at a port town by the name of Absalom, and it would be there where he would reach his full potential.