Though I appear as but a child, none can mistake the flame burning within my eyes. In my short lifetime I have gained and lost what few grown men have ever known. I was birthed a prince but raised a thief, I was trained to dance but grew to fight, I was told to love but only experienced hate. Loved ones have fallen in my name or by my hands, whole cities have burned at my feet by my choosing or to spite my existence. A child of dark prophecy some call me, an exile, a king, a jackal. One calls me lover, none call me friend. From birth I carried my mother's curse- to live every breath of my life through war, fighting for my right to live and for my right to the happiness I have long ago earned. Look into my eyes, you'll think twice about underestimating me a second time. _________________________________ My character, Tobias (Averroes) Parker (Stormwind) facing the end of yet another battle. He's currently 26 years old though he hardly looks it. I did the sketch for this piece during a psychology class ironically enough and liked it quite a bit. So I inked it shortly after and a few weeks after that, I dedicated a day to coloring it up. The linework and coloring was all done in Adobe Photoshop 7.0. Tobias is my original character. The story belongs to both myself and Daniel Spangenburger.