My half brother is immortal kinain, the Faerie-Knight, born of the union of man and Sidhe.
I've crossed paths with them once or twice back home in the moorlands but have yet to make a true acquaintance among them.
I pity that their curse, unlike mine, serves no noble purpose.
I serve as consor to House Ex Miscellanea of the Order of Hermes. The Order has ever been, is, and ever will be the light in the darkness.
I spend as much time in the Shadow as on Earth, and do what I can to lend comfort to these poor souls. We are much alike, yet different. The pardoners and doomslayers are who I find common cause with, supporting the lone bright candles against the ever encroaching shadows.
Never strike a deal with a demon.
I was mortal, once upon a time, in a kingdom far, far, away. They are full of potential, and even pawns can become kings.