Some believe that being born only half-elven is a curse carried over from a former life. The Death Seekers, all of them half-elves, also believe that they can be redeemed from such an existence. Yearning for a supreme act of heroism and sacrifice, they wade fearlessly into the thickest of the battle's carnage, a weapon in each hand. Retreat is unthinkable; cowardice is unforgivable. Valor alone can atone for the transgressions of the past; a glorious death can assure redemption. The Death Seekers will prove themselves, and woe betide those standing on the path between them and absolution.
Sculptor: Bobby Jackson