A Name Taken and Given

Soren was deep in thought on the road back to town. Thinking back on everything that had happened in his life to bring him to this moment. After meeting with Lady Eta and Sir Reinard, Soren traveled with them to their estate near Prague. Lady Eta explained how there were Immortals in the world and Soren had happened to become one. She explained there were a group of Immortals called the DiaFotizo and how there were three "factions", as she called them, and that she belonged to the Anoterum. Lady Eta's group believed that mortals were flawed in their short-sighted ways, which strung a chord with Soren especially after his death.
 
Sir Reinard trained Soren in basic combat and how to use the swords he had for not just chopping heads. Lady Eta and Jeffrey taught him some academics to help him acclimate to a new way of life. After a year, Eta gave Soren a writ that his new surname was "Novak" which meant "new man". The writ would help Soren find work in a field of his choosing so he can re-enter the world. After some brainstorming, Soren decided to become a bounty hunter. It felt natural for him to pick up his fathers blade and use it to mete out justice. After another couple years of training and learning, Soren Novak left Lady Eta's estate and entered the world.
 
Soren's path took him all across the empire, to the borders of France and Germany, and even north towards Scandinavia. Years rolled by and he had received some renown as a bounty hunter. Soren didn't talk with people unless needed because of his injury and only worked in groups of mortals when the danger was more than he could handle. Soren was pulled back to reality as his gray steed, Ash, whinnied letting him know they had arrived at the outpost. Soren pulled up to the station to deliver his most recent bounty, the head of a local gang of bandits.
The officer grimaced and said, "Always efficient aren't you, Grave Hound?"
Soren began counting the gold, "Is that what they are calling me?"
"Not a fan, I assume?"
Soren chuckled, "No, I find it quite accurate. Thank you for the business."
"Hold up a moment, Novak. There is a letter here for you. Seems like you have been summoned by nobility."
Soren took the letter and opened it as he left. It was indeed a summons. Lady Eta needs help with a situation dealing with "my kind". Immortals. Soren hopped on Ash and began down the road thinking to himself what kind of situation would bring Immortals together.