Hushed whispers followed him as he walked down the street, the crowd parting before him eyes wide in fear. His wretched reputation proceeded him even in this great city, The Black Fog of Terror had rolled in and everyone knew enough to get out of his way. Even without his reputation Marduk was an impressively intimidating sight. Standing six feet and two inches tall he was well muscled and moved with a deadly grace, his every muscle working in concert gave him an eerie quality as he glided more than walked across the ground. His mouth naturally turned down into a frown was highlighted by his high cheekbones and strong jaw this topped with low eyebrows and sunken eyes gave him a naturally villainous visage. His golden eyes betrayed his beastly heritage to any who knew about werewolves. If his face and stature weren't bad enough the rest of his appearance was hardly less imposing. His black hair shorn neatly to his scalp made his eyes seem more fierce. While he was wearing a rather common place studded leather vest the many leather straps covering his arms were not. What no one knew was that each leather strap had tiny sectioned pieces of iron fitted inside them lending him extra protection to his arms. On his waist hung a scimitar, although it looked normal at first glanced once drawn it had a jagged toothy edge made more for tearing than slicing. Hanging from the front of his belt was a dagger. Besides these two openly worn weapons Marduk had many other knives hidden on his person. Altogether Marduk was an imposing man.<br/><br/>Marduk strode confidently through the streets his eyes focused straight ahead. As he walked along a child being swept up by their mother dropped their toy. Stopping in front of the toy Marduck knelt down and picked it up turning towards the child with a smile. As he smiled two things happened first his normally intimidating face became terrifying, second the mother, upon seeing his ghastly visage, let out a scream and ran off down the street her child gripped tightly in her arms leaving Marduck kneeling on the ground with a rag doll in his hand.<br/><br/>"Did you see that! He stole a child's doll!" A lady behind him whispered loudly to another onlooker. Marduck let out a sigh as he stood up looking at the doll pensively and muttered to himself.<br/><br/>"I only wanted to give it back." With a sigh Marduk began walking down the street again, placing the doll on a nearby stall. He walked on leaving a new set of rumors behind him, The Black Fog of Terror steals from children.<br/><br/>It was thirty minutes later, the sun hanging low on the horizon, that Marduk found himself standing in front of the Adventure's Guild. Marduk stood in front of the building in awe for this was not merely a building this was a beacon of adventure and epic tales. Many knights had their start from this very guild. Marduk was so entranced with this building he hardly noticed the stares of passerby's or how when a smile spread across his face the stares turned to horrified looks as they hurried on their way. It took him a while to register the large cat lounging out side the building. He took a deep breath as he gazed upon the magnificent creature. Licking his lips nervously Marduk slowly approached the lounging cat holding his hands out in a none threatening manner. He stopped just short of the cat and slowly knelt down stretching out his hand. As his hand touched the soft pelt Marduk let out a sigh and laughed softly.<br/><br/>"My you are a handsome thing." Marduk happily stroked the large cat relishing the feeling of his hand running across the sleek fur. Feeling almost giddy Marduk stood up slowly and moved away from the animal crossing over to the entrance of the guild. Walking up to the door, an knot of anxiety in the pit of his stomach, he placed his hands on the door and opened it striding in confidently.<br/><br/>"I have come to join the King's Quest."