Vlarik Eversmile knows something. He is not fooled. He set you a trap. He is mad.

There are a thousand ways to interpret this man's smile. And Vlarik always smiles. Whether he's running, talking, sneaking, even being surprised, he smiles. He probably keeps grinning in his sleep too. It is a smile that can, upon circumstance reassure, scare, or fool.

But mistake Vlarik for some bumbling idiot, and you've made your last mistake.

Vlarik was recruited to the Nightbringers at a young age. The son of an Idarothi whore once stared down an assassin intent on his mother's current patron. The killer later turned out to be in the employ of the Taedron. He showed the young boy the power one can derive from the craft and offered to make him his brother.

From that moment forth, Vlarik could only smile.

The Nightbringers are rightfully feared all over the world. They are the main reason why the Nordlands keep their independence and live free of Shen machinations and Southron influence.
Vlarik grew to be a fine example of the Nightbringers' ruthless, calculating ways. He proved his loyalty many times over and now acts as the second in command of his clan.

His constant smile hiding his inner thoughts, Vlarik only truly lives for the clans and the realm.
What many fail to notice, however, is that serving the realm does not necessarily equal serving its rulers.