An elf wrapped in the blood stained black cloak of the assassin. His loyal cat, and blades always at his side.
At one point in history Schrecken was but a simple infiltrator, self taught, he excelled in thievery, and guile. However he found himself in the midst of a great conflict between those he cared for, and those that turned on him. Wholly chaotic at heart his choices skirted evil, as he sought greater skill and power joining the ranks of the assassins. How far he would go would be determined by the actions of another, for he saw just how devoid of compassion those around him could become. This was not him, he was cold, ruthless, and a wildly efficient killer, but he also cared for those who depended on him and he was totally loyal to them. After finally slaying the Lich he once called “friend” he went off into the world to find more adventures and champion the causes as he saw fit.