Molthuni Siro got paladin'd, quit his Lawful Evil empire, and wandered off to the Worldwound, where he is generally agreed to (a) be death on legs and (b) have a life expectancy shorter than the average housefly.

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Race: Human
Class: Paladin/Swashbuckler gestalt
Level: 11/11 (normally)
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Up the narrow street he stepped,
So smiling, proud and young.
About the hemp-rope on his neck,
The golden ringlets clung;
There's ne'er a tear in his blue eyes,
Fearless and brave are they,
As young Roddy McCorley goes to die
On the bridge of Toome today.
- "Roddy McCorley," Irish traditional.