Les pleurs tranquilles de la femme vêtue de blanc ont fait sortir Aglovale de son état apathique. Il se tenait près d'elle dans cet étrange champ de roses blanches, ressemblant à des rêves, qui semble durer éternellement. En fait, il erre dans cet endroit sombre depuis très longtemps maintenant. Il ne peut même pas se rappeler combien de temps ça fait. Mais, peu importe combien il marchait, il finirait toujours au même endroit - à côté de cette mystérieuse femme aux mains sanglantes couvrant son visage. « Assez déjà... » il parla faiblement à la femme en blanc. Aglovale en a marre de ses pleurs, mais peu importe ce qu'il dit, la femme n'est pas au courant de sa présence. Épuisé, Aglovale s'est effondré sur le lit de roses en dessous. Il regarde le ciel blanc sans traits avec des yeux lourds.
"Est-ce... tout ce qu'il y a en Enfer...? Quelle étrange terre..." Les paroles d'Aglovale s'enfuient alors qu'il tombe peu à peu inconscient.
Il ne semblait pas une seconde plus tard quand Aglovale se réveille brusquement. Il s'assied et scanne fiévreusement la zone qui l'entoure. Il n'était plus dans le champ des roses blanches, mais plutôt dans un cimetière au crépuscule. "Où..." Quelque chose l'arrête. Un sentiment effrayant : le battement de son cœur. Aglovale a senti quelque chose qu'il n'avait pas ressenti depuis longtemps : la peur - la peur amère et paralysante. "Je-je suis... Vivant!? Non, je ne peux pas. Je me souviens clairement de ma mort." Il se rappela, stupéfait de sa situation. Soudain, Aglovale a remarqué quelque chose sous ses vêtements. Quand il a enlevé sa chemise pour vérifier, il a vu une étrange marque sur le côté gauche de sa poitrine. "Qu'est-ce que cette marque maudite?" Il s'est demandé. Finalement, reprenant son sang-froid, Aglovale répara sa chemise et se mit à errer dans le cimetière.
Il a tenté de chercher n'importe qui qui qui pouvait être d'aide mais en vain. Bientôt, il a trébuché sur la sortie et, ensuite, sur la route. Un panneau en bois pointait dans les directions de plusieurs colonies voisines; l'une d'elles est reconnue par Aglovale. "Oldenstead..." Aglovale a dit avec une nostalgie tranquille. "Peut-être que je trouverai peut-être encore du réconfort là-bas." Soudain, un bruit a attiré l'attention d'Aglovale loin de ses pensées : le bruit fougueux des loups. Au loin rôdait une meute de loups avec des fourrures aussi sombres que la nuit et des yeux comme des étoiles. Ils n'ont pas peur d'une présence humaine suggérant qu'ils ont déjà chassé des humains. En voyant le paquet de cinq, une sensation alarmante a vaincu Aglovale. Son sang est bouillant et, dans le fond de son esprit, une voix sournoise suggère qu'il tue les loups ; Aglovale se sent obligé de se conformer à la voix.
Les éclaboussures de sang sur l'herbe et la saleté, et les cris hersants remplissent l'air. Les loups sont morts les uns sur les autres, exsanguinés et couverts de leur propre linceul sanglant. Aglovale, avec des mains tachées de sang, s'est tenu ébranlé et a panté lourdement; un sourire presque sadique a encadré son visage. "Cela sentait... satisfaisant..." il se moquait, au sujet des loups qu'il venait d'assassiner. Aglovale se tenait de nouveau debout et regardait vers la direction d'Oldenstead. « Si je suis vraiment en vie, alors je ne vais pas gaspiller cette opportunité. Morgan, je viens te voir." il se dit avant de partir vers sa destination.

Château Pendragahst - la puissante forteresse qui se trouve au centre de la capitale massive d'Astoria. Avec des murs de pierre de dragon et une armée de soldats patrouillant jour et nuit, cette forteresse impénétrable représente le domaine de l'homme qui a fini un âge et a fondé un royaume: le Seigneur Galant de la Première Épée. Malheureusement, le château sert plus qu'un trône à gouverner, il sert aussi de prison du roi. Une salle pleine de conseillers et de dignitaires attend patiemment leur roi, mais ils ne sont accueillis que par un trône vide. Dans les chambres du roi - une chambre légèrement éclairée par des bougies avec un lit assez grand comme pièce maîtresse - un soldat arrive et s'incline respectueusement à son roi et à sa reine. "Mon Seigneur, un représentant de la Sainte Eglise demande un public." Il l'a informé.
Lord Galant - caché derrière des rideaux de soie pourris - n'a pas donné une toux sévère en réponse. Sa silhouette montre la figure d'un homme malade. L'ancien Seigneur Tout-Puissant Galant n'est plus qu'un écueil de l'homme qu'il a été, frappé par une maladie indéterminable. "Comme vous pouvez le voir, le Seigneur Galant n'est pas dans un état où il peut avoir de l'audience avec qui que ce soit, l'Eglise ou non. Dites à ce représentant de chercher le roi à une date ultérieure." La reine Andora, debout près du lit du roi, l'a dit au soldat.
"Ma Reine, le représentant déclare que la question est d'une grande urgence. C'est en ce qui concerne la peste du sang."
"Envoyez-le dans..." Le Seigneur Galant a finalement parlé, quoique faiblement.
"Mon Seigneur", la reine Andora tente de protester, mais le Seigneur Galant l'interrompt.
« S'il s'agit de ce fléau contre nature, mon royaume est en proie, alors je veux connaître toute nouvelle que l'Eglise cherche à partager avec moi. » Il le dit à la chambre. "Envoyez-le." Le Seigneur Galant a répété.
Name: Aglovale "Aglo" Pennore
Epithet: Sir Aglovale of the Brightsword; Bright Lord Aglovale; Aglovale of Tarvayne
Age: 100+ (Appears 17)
Sex: Male
Date of Birth: July 24th
Legends Slain: Kingslayer Esclabor; Great Iron King; Salamander Zant; Good Blood Witch; The Beast of Tarvayne
Slain By: The Five Heavenly Kings

Height: 5'05"
Weight: 114 lbs
Mark Appearance: Click Here
Mark Location: Left side of chestAglovale, or as his close compatriots refer to him simply as Aglo, is characterized predominantly by his frankness and straightforward attitude. He is also known for his utter fearlessness both on and off the field of battle. Despite appearing to be a very calm and composed person, Aglovale is quick to anger against those he find disrespectful and, especially, those who threaten his allies. Ever since his unusual resurrection, Aglovale seems to have developed a dark side when under the influence of the bloodlust. He becomes cold, quiet, ruthless, and murderous unless he finds a way to satisfy his dark urges. In his long life, Aglovale has managed to acquire many allies as well as enemies but none of his other relationships matter more than of that between him and his adopted daughter, Morgan. Aglovale's closest comrades describe Morgan as, "the only person Aglovale truly loves." Aglovale's deepest regret is that he died before he could say goodbye to his daughter.Much of Aglovale's early childhood is unknown. He was abandoned in the small village of Tarvayne located near the mountain regions of the Great Continent. He was taken in by the chapter of the Holy Church located within the village. Aglovale was an odd child. He never spoke more than a word or two to anybody and always seemed to disappear off somewhere during all hours of the day. However, even as a child, he harbored great potential within himself. When a gigantic beast began terrorizing the village of Tarvayne, the villagers were quick to entertain the idea of abandoning their homes. But at only the age of nine, Aglovale, with a makeshift spear in hand, traversed the mountains to face the beast in its lair. The result? Aglovale came back to the village with the beast's severed head in tow, impaled on the spearhead.
The tale of Aglovale of Tarvayne began to spread to the nearby towns and settlements. "The Beast of Tarvayne was slain by a mere child," the stories went. Aglovale became somewhat of a small legend in that local region as a result of his brave action. Consequently, the sisters of Tarvayne's chapel decided to send Aglovale to Pendragahst, the capital city of Astoria, to join the ranks of the Holy Church. But once he got there, he instead showed such great prowess that he was recruited as a Knight of the First Sword - Lord Galant's personal army; Aglovale was only fifteen at the time. In his time as a Knight of the First Sword, Aglovale vanquished the likes of the Good Blood Witch and the fearsome dragon, Salamander Zant. From the mountains of treasure hoarded by Salamander Zant, Aglovale received two weapons of legendary fame: the Brightsword Caliburn and the Demon Sword Wrathbone.
As the years went by, the names "Sir Aglovale of the Brightsword" and "Bright Lord Aglovale" were immortalized by the people of the kingdoms and beyond. The bards sing praises of Aglovale's heroic exploits and adventures. "The lord who wield the Brightsword Caliburn," they would sing in his honor. In the later years of his life, Aglovale relinquished his title of Knight when he saved a little girl named Morgan - his adopted daughter. Aglovale retired and opened up his own tavern in the hopes of living out the rest of his life in tranquil bliss. Of course the curse of the immortalized had other plans for him. Aglovale, by request of the Holy Church, went on to slay the Great Iron King and even Kingslayer Esclabor who was once one of Lord Galant's most trusted knights. But for some reason after fulfilling the request, Aglovale turned rogue and went after the Five Heavenly Kings who are stern allies of Lord Galant and the Holy Church considering their involvement in the war against the Church of the Good Blood.
Alas, he alone was not enough to fell the Five Kings. Their might proved too much for the Bright Lord and his death came swiftly. In the final moments of his life, all Aglovale could think about was his regret of not being able to say goodbye to Morgan. That day, a legend was ended. It wasn't until years later that the blight arrived and began to resurrect the dead; with one of the risen being the Bright Lord, himself.
Combat Information
Caliburn: A legendary weapon of lore said to have been wielded by a great king preceding the Age of Blood, the Caliburn is also known by the epithet, the Brightsword, because of its innate ability to control light. Interestingly, Caliburn's power scales by the time of day. Starting at sunrise, the Caliburn gradually grows in strength until it reaches its apex at noon then it begins to diminish in power until nightfall. Furthermore, Caliburn has two additional forms it can change into: a longsword and a greatsword. In its passive state, it exists as a shortsword with a blade length of only two feet. The wielder of this sword must be deemed worthy by the sword, itself, before they can access its other forms.
Wrathbone: The Demon Sword Wrathbone is a legendary weapon said to contain monstrous amounts of power. During the Age of Blood, the Wrathbone appeared in the world and was wielded by a powerful demon knight whose name was lost in history, overshadowed by this very blade. The sword thrives off the blood of its victims, growing increasingly more powerful with every foe it slays. Furthermore, it feeds off of its wielder's rage, growing stronger as a result of it; hence the name "Wrathbone". The full potential of this sword is unknown because, for some reason, Aglovale is highly reluctant to use it.
Bright Lord Armor: The set of armor worn by the legendary Bright Lord himself. Crafted from dragon fire-tempered steel and dragon bone from Salamander Zant, this armor is powerful enough to deter Aglovale from the idea of using a shield during his time with the Knights of the First Sword. However, ever since his retirement from the Knights, Aglovale has retired the armor.Slaying Wave: When Caliburn's blade is enveloped in light energy, Aglovale can release it as a destructive wave of power capable of cutting through thick rock. The speed of the attack is also quite impressive. At release, it can cover a distance of 110 meters in about four seconds.
Counter: This technique was created by Aglovale out of necessity due to the fact that he does not use a shield. Using a sword, in this case Caliburn, Aglovale can redirect an opponent's attack in full when timed at the correct moment. Depending on his preference, Aglovale can redirect the attack right back at its user or even towards another enemy. Of course, Aglovale can only use his Counter if an enemy has initiated an attack first.
Bright Lord's Spear: When Caliburn is enveloped in light energy, Aglovale can thrust the blade at an encroaching enemy and release the light energy in a straight line. The result will be a spear-like attack that can potentially impale the strongest of armor.