Literally a living fire, tragedy has ripped the combatant’s heart more than he could count. All his blood, tears and sweat has been painted across the shore rocks and has hardened the soft depths of his heart. His resilient fire is nothing to be fooled around with for every passing moment, there is no telling whether or not he’ll strike. Aggressive and volaile, life has been tough for the combatant with no one to soothe his ever-growing desire for blood, there is no telling where his path will lead. With a determination stronger than steel, once he has set his heart on something it’s hard to persuade him otherwise.  Deep within his dark laced desires, all he ever wanted was to be respected by the clan and to protect them with everything he’s got.