The Weaponsmith

I was born into a family of metalworkers  that had been makeing all types of weapons for the power of light. there mighty weapons keepng the forces of evil at bay. when I was fairly young a terable thing happend, one of the warriors of light had fallen in battle and his sword taken. it was this very weapon that sleu our king. when the eir found out that it was one of my familys famous swords that did the deed he wanted our heads on the block. I was reluctantly taken from the city my an old family friend. now that im grown in lieu of my familys exicution I now have no loyalty to the dark or the light, just the highest bidder! With their sacrifice, the last of their power woas sent to me i now travle  through dementons applying my trade. Ive worked on airships or steampunk relms, fought dragons in the middleages, and chushed the androids in the cybernetic futer. you name it ive been there, you got somthing broken i can fix it, you need something made you found your guy. ive honed my power and skills in all demntions and now im giving a bit of that power to the highest bidder

money, the heat of battle, and strong drink