Trooper Gigurere
Kobolds · #012021
Lore
As he delivered the killing blow, a crimson spray of arterial blood danced across his face. He watched the light fade from his opponent's eyes through a red haze. "Something about this feels wrong," was the only thought that flashed through his mind. The thought haunted him, chased him from the field of battle. He ran and ran until he could run no more. With no home to return to, he wandered the land in solitude—until the day his former comrades found him and slid a knife across his throat. Some say he wore a smile of sweet relief in his final moments. Taking pity on him, the Goddess named him Gigurere and sealed him away as a Guardian.