It began with a birth. It was the arrival of a child whose possibilities were limitless. He was the offspring of a farmer and a doctor. To many, their lives seemed trivial, just another family among the others. Yet, when their son came into existence, focus started to shift toward them, as if sensing something remarkable. The infant's eyes were a vivid green, a common trait among his people who shared that color, but there was something more to it…a radiant glow. It was peculiar. Doctors and nurses found it hard to hold him for long, as their hands began to tremble and go numb, prompting them to leave him close to his mother, who was unaffected by his presence. Still, he continued to wail and scream intensely, that is until his father arrived. The child gazed into his father's deep blue eyes, receiving a warm greeting in return to his intense emerald-green gaze. After a brief moment of silence, the child erupted into soft laughter, and the luminous glow in his eyes faded, and the bright green transformed into a bright blue. Many years would go by, and the child would grow up completely unaware of his unusual birth. His parents rarely discussed it with him since he was usually occupied with his responsibilities. That changed when he ultimately became a knight. His strength and persistence were unmatched, making him stand out among his peers. While many faltered, he remained firm, and those who wavered found their resolve bolstered in his presence. As time went on, the boy became intertwined with a spirit, a former member of his people. The spirit anticipated anger and resentment from the boy, but such feelings never materialized, and soon the spirit became a part of the boy's being, his other half. They existed in harmony for a while, until tragedy struck. The boy's father passed away, his king was lost, and his home was destroyed. All were victims of an assault by the coven. The boy stood strong but began to descend into turmoil. The once bright green hue of his eyes started to resurface, and with the influence of the spirit within him, this change accelerated. His rage towards the coven that had shattered his heart grew and intensified, along with his unnatural abilities. The boy suppressed his emotions for as long as possible, but when his mentor, his ally, and his other half was chased away, his emotions burst forth along with the strength he had kept inside. Despite this, he still held no grudges against anyone except for the coven. But still, he needed time to reflect, he needed time with his people. Thus, the boy founded Stag-Point and raised the Stag banner. The boy…was called Richard D Lion. 

“…A defender, a hero, a leader, the blade, and the law! That is what I strive to be and who I intend to become! When I take my final breath and deliver my last strike, I will find peace in knowing that I will do so with steadfast conviction in my heart! I urge all of you now to not just listen to my words but instead observe my deeds! Allow me to prove that I am our father’s true protector! Let me demonstrate that you can place your trust and rely on me! Allow me to show you why I am the Lion!” - Richard Don’el Lion