Hardened by life, there is still a glimmer of the boy he was behind his eyes.
Something about him that he stands out a bit from the crowds, almost as if his candle burned a little stronger then the rest. Outwardly there is nothing about him that a finger could be put to to explain, but that does not change that it is there about him always, especially when his sleep is not interrupted by nightmares.
Roderick’s son, he does not remember his mother, except that his father tells him she was a whore. Years of trying he does not even know her name. He does know what sort of man his father is, but that does not stop him from trying to be a better one.
His life is a very hard one, surviving on his own, pulled down by his father who expects him to “Contribute” back to the “Family”.