His story..... right... Soren had already mentioned that he wanted to hear it the day before. And though Claudius was not really fond of telling it all, he knew the angel had a right to know it. Even more since he wanted to help him. He wouldn't hide anything from the angel.
Without struggle or resistance he allowed Soren to guide him to that chair and sat down, not even wincing as the angel started to tend to his wounds. It wasn't the first time he had hurt himself out of frustration obviously because there had been nothing to kill around. He sighed sadly, his eyes cast down to the ground as he tried to remember it all in the right order.
"I am.... I was an elf. A warrior priest and well-known fighter, whom many wanted to challenge. None ever managed to defeat me. My duty was the protection of villages from demons and other malices, together with my brethren. I've seen much... demons of types that others can barely imagine... violence of the worst kind. I've seen blood and death... de