Here is my story.
My Tag: The Apprentice
Ronin, Daemon, or something else entirely.
A ronin was a samurai with no lord or master. A samurai became masterless from the ruin or fall of his master (as in the case of death in a war), or after the loss of his master's favor or privilege. Some say a ronin is also a daemon.
I don't know what I am, except for the fact my master has died, because I refused to help him after I deemed him unworthy of my talents. I do not expect any to understand my decision. I could no longer grow under his tutelage, and it was time to move on. I could have helped him stop the marauders, but then I had no use for him anymore. I chose to move on.
I wandered these lands in search of one worthy enough to become my new master. I searched tirelessly, laying waste to many that thought they could guide my thirst. Dark or Light means nothing to me. I simply look to grow in knowledge and power. I have recently found a new master in SmartAlekRJ the master of the Drachorns.
Only time will tell if he has the power to control my thirst, or will he suffer the fate of my last master....