Alone he faces his enemies taking wave after wave of rotting corps flesh flying past him while slowly but surely one by one he begins to silence the un-dead rotting flesh corpses of the foes who dared to challenge his freedom during his teen years. This is a worrier seeking his bloody revenge showing not a facile discomfort or a moment of hesitation hiding his secret sadistic enjoyment to their pain and his triumphant gain in slow bloody victory and ravenous bounty to yet be his once again. This is him the dark functional inside of our little collie, This is him the Dark Silent Captain in his own uniform battered and war-torn by his past few years of hard work and suffering which reflecting both his personalities with his nationalities upon which he well take great pride on each one of the blood stained flags of their pasts.

D.B.Smith