Silas Malakor did not begin his journey with a trowel, but with a blood-slicked blade. For a decade, he was a 'Reaper' for a forgotten border-lord, cutting down 'weeds' with a fury that left nothing but scorched earth in his wake. The turning point came in the ashes of Oakhaven, where he found a single, terrified child clutching a crushed marigold amidst the ruins of a siege he helped lead. In that moment, the red mist of vengeance cleared, revealing not a battlefield, but a desecrated garden. He realized that true vengeance isn't found in the death of the wicked, but in the survival of the innocent they sought to uproot.
He deserted his post that night, taking the child and the broken flower with him. He spent the following years as a wandering warden for those displaced by the very wars he once stoked. Silas refitted his heavy white-enameled plate and took a new oath: to act as the world’s gardener. He carries a stone planter containing a 'Spirit-Leaf' fern, a plant sensitive to the presence of systemic cruelty. When its fronds turn gray, Silas knows a 'parasite'—a tyrant, a slaver, or a monster—is choking the life out of a local community. He does not strike with hatred; he strikes with the cold, necessary precision of a man removing a blight to save the forest.