For as long as I remember, I have known that I wanted to be part of the others, the Red Dragons. In the early days this was not as easy as it is now with the alliances made during the V'rix War. Even as I moved through the ranks of the Sabine, progressing as expected, I knew what the end would be. At level 75 I began my pursuit of the goal of accessing those other Gates, of visiting Queen Anne's. By the time I had reached lvl 80 I had slaughtered hundreds of thousands of my own race. A coward, I lay in wait and attacked them in front of the Repository while they faithfully served the Order by delivery Gene Maps. I had no shame.

And so I lived the life of a Dragon long before it was accepted. I knew the secret spots, the resource fields, and the wealth. I was affliated "with nobody" and I was fine with that. With the commencement of the V'rix War, I began to feel the pull to return to the folds of the Order. I returned hundreds of gene maps in penance for my transgressions, to no avail. Finally, Tovar Maxe put forth the conditions for my Atonement. I accepted them in order to make restitution to my class.

First a skill point was stripped from me, to teach humility. Tovar Maxe then ordered me to progress through the reclamation of specific Manes' essences requiring me to relearn the reclamation skills my people pride themselves in. But these tasks were simple, and required little effort on my part. I learned little, and felt less.

Lastly, Tovar sent me to the fallen Progen stronghold of Praetorium Mars on Primus. The utter awe I felt when viewing that wasteland for the first time is inexpressible. I felt rage build in my heart for the lost warriors killed by the V'rix, those who had been denied the right of Call Forwards. I myself had slaughtered like this. It was the first time I felt remorse.

Tovar demanded I recover three Primus defender Gene Maps from these monsters, and I was eager to do it, but it is not a job for a single Sentinel. Thankfully, in my travels, I had made the right choice of guilds to join. The Knights of Mjolnir had taught me honor. In their acceptance of me was an understanding of my need to fulfill this mission and achieve Atonement. The Archsages of the guild requested that aide be given me. Many Sage Knights, Celestial Knights and Mystic Knights joined the Archsages in battling V'rix on Primus to avenge my people, and complete my atonement. Braver guild mates cannot be found in Pegasus than Fenya, Jayzer, Maxber, Alltear, Gojo, Pu, Joquiam, Traderdbm, Shaow, Dspayer, Diannode, Bullpin, Mai. These fought and died beside me while fulfilling my quest. The V'rix attacked in formation, sometimes in masses of 24-36 Helkos at a time, scanning and destroying our guild's best fighters.

After five days of furious and bloody battle The Knights of Mjolnir emerged victorious. I was able to deposit four Primus defender Gene Maps in the same repository where I had attacked my own race so long ago. Tovar Maxe, pleased with the outcome of the Knights of Mjolnir's raid, allowed my affiliation to be changed back to "Sabine" from "Nobody". Tovar's forgiveness came with the warning to, "let the taint of disloyalty never touch you again". I had found my way home. Once again I can serve the Order with my head held high. I owe my guild everything, and their guidance continues to allow me to make wise choices in this time of war.