Tempted as he was just to have Israfel shot against the post the unfortunate reality was that this course of action wasn't going to help him at all. He sighed, his headache coming back before being forced into a corner once more. The Service and the Order are....at ideological odds it seems. Regardless, tell me a little of the man before he became who he was. Was he stable? Generous? Ruthless? Clever? What did he do? Who were his friends? Things like that. Paint me a picture.