"She is the reason I am like this, and why my name was soiled back in Baths so long ago." Dolemeck hissed, leaning up against the wall of the kitchen as his wounds were starting to hurt. "My legacy was destroyed. instead of being remembered as a good Knight, I was remembered in a tale called "The Wife of Baths". My name was never used, but it hurts to know that my legacy is that of some rapist and letch of a Knight. None of which are true. I was chaste until this year!"
Shaking his head, his eyes soon turned back to their green color. "I want to help you on these hunts of the Supernatural. I may be naive, perhaps simple. But I do not want anyone to suffer as I have because of them. No one deserves such a fate, and I will do my best to prevent such."
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