- [i]The name was William Winters, a man scarred by horrors of war, sent back home to a family that put him on the pedestal of 'honor' calling himself a hero for fighting Ostrans. Letting out a loud sigh I turn around to head up back to my home I had built awhile back for the peace I was trying to relive. Scratching my rugged chin and face with some scars of grazed bullets or arrows and the stare but hearing a voice as I hastly look left hearing a familiar tone, with disappointment following that feeling I turn my attention towards my house to soon head to sleep finally for once[/i]. -