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Cyrus worked in Runswick as a soldier. He was in charge of a small group soldiers, about 7 people. While he found the fighting portion of the job rewarding, everything else he found a bore. Talking with people, investigating, breaking up petty fights, and standing guard for hours on end could kill a man's spirit. He was bored with his everyday; with no opportunities to just relish in battle, to fight to the death, to swing his sword until his arms were numb.

        Many years ago, he fucked up, like big time. He went into a rage and didn't come back down until the person he was supposed to arrest was not only beaten and bloody, but dead. He was bewildered when he came back down, after all, he had no weapons on him, but he was also elated. After years of boredom this is what brought him the pure excitement he was looking for. This was the cure all he needed.

        He'll never forget the high he experienced beating that man to death, just as he will never forget the horrified looks of his subordinates arriving as backup. Naturally, he did what any killer might do in that situation, he ran for the hills. He fled the city because as fun as the fight was, he really wasn't supposed to kill that person. At best he would lose his job and at worst he would lose his freedom and newly found joy.

        It has been a long time since then, and though he doubts his actions are remembered now, he's not going to go home for at least another 3 decades

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