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Jan. 3rd, 2004 05:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morganknightSo, my name is Morgan. THE Morgan Knight, heir to the business empire of Andrew Knight, multimillionaire, People Magazine's Most Eligible Bachelor of 2022.
Dad was Andrew Knight, "Glass Walker Ahroun", which means he was a werewolf that liked guns and fighting, and knew how to live in a city. Dad inherited the Knight empire from his folks, who inherited it from their folks, and so on up the line back throughout history. Dad's werewolf name was "Insane Rampaging Bulletstorm", which ought to give you a clue as to his general personality.
Mom was Maureen Knight (being as she and dad were married, of course), Euthanatos. THIS means she was a Mage concerned with death, rebirth, the cycle, and -- well, in Mom's case, guns. My parents met in the sewers, killing weird evil creatures. It was pretty much love at first sight -- for each others' guns.
My parents died when I was four years old -- back to back, guns blazing, together. It's really very romantic, if you understand how my parents think. I was shipped off to a temple, courtesy of some of Mom's friends -- not a Christian sort of thing, more like Shao Lin. My sister, well, the werewolves got her. I haven't heard from her or seen her since.
So I grew up like a monk, believe it or not. I was trained in martial arts, spiritual and mental aspects as well as physical. Really, I was good at it! I only ever made one real mistake, and that was to investigate the temple's collection of Mysterious Sacred Artifacts. The net result -- my soul got eaten by Cross, which is the name for the sword I carry. Did I mention it's the Celestial Chorus Tradition Blade? Well, it is, and why the Chorus had a blade that eats the wearer's soul is anyone's guess. On the up side, I Awakened from that...
I've been in Pittsburgh for about a year now, doing the "tycoon" thing. And frankly I'm sick of it. The Realm Mages, who don't get out very much, recently discovered a portal to a bizarre world, and I volunteered to explore it. Turns out the world is Rhydin.
Now what can I say abut Rhydin? It's a weird, weird, weird world. But I couldn't help but think there's opportunity there... and advanced technology the likes of which I've never seen. With Stephen's help -- Stephen is a friend of mine, who leads a bizarre double life, mild-mannered genius by day and stripper by night -- I might just be able to pull off a hell of a business coup. The Rhydin HoloTheater, I call it.
And maybe I'll get to meet some girls who like me for more than my wallet.
Dad was Andrew Knight, "Glass Walker Ahroun", which means he was a werewolf that liked guns and fighting, and knew how to live in a city. Dad inherited the Knight empire from his folks, who inherited it from their folks, and so on up the line back throughout history. Dad's werewolf name was "Insane Rampaging Bulletstorm", which ought to give you a clue as to his general personality.
Mom was Maureen Knight (being as she and dad were married, of course), Euthanatos. THIS means she was a Mage concerned with death, rebirth, the cycle, and -- well, in Mom's case, guns. My parents met in the sewers, killing weird evil creatures. It was pretty much love at first sight -- for each others' guns.
My parents died when I was four years old -- back to back, guns blazing, together. It's really very romantic, if you understand how my parents think. I was shipped off to a temple, courtesy of some of Mom's friends -- not a Christian sort of thing, more like Shao Lin. My sister, well, the werewolves got her. I haven't heard from her or seen her since.
So I grew up like a monk, believe it or not. I was trained in martial arts, spiritual and mental aspects as well as physical. Really, I was good at it! I only ever made one real mistake, and that was to investigate the temple's collection of Mysterious Sacred Artifacts. The net result -- my soul got eaten by Cross, which is the name for the sword I carry. Did I mention it's the Celestial Chorus Tradition Blade? Well, it is, and why the Chorus had a blade that eats the wearer's soul is anyone's guess. On the up side, I Awakened from that...
I've been in Pittsburgh for about a year now, doing the "tycoon" thing. And frankly I'm sick of it. The Realm Mages, who don't get out very much, recently discovered a portal to a bizarre world, and I volunteered to explore it. Turns out the world is Rhydin.
Now what can I say abut Rhydin? It's a weird, weird, weird world. But I couldn't help but think there's opportunity there... and advanced technology the likes of which I've never seen. With Stephen's help -- Stephen is a friend of mine, who leads a bizarre double life, mild-mannered genius by day and stripper by night -- I might just be able to pull off a hell of a business coup. The Rhydin HoloTheater, I call it.
And maybe I'll get to meet some girls who like me for more than my wallet.
