Ezekiel was born in the seaport slums of New Moirai. he quickly became an orphaned street urchin, his mother dying at birth. his father dying a few years later in a bar fight. A lad of quick fingers and wits he made his living my lightening purses and wallets of their contents for eating money.  The young urchin lived like this until he drew the eye of the leader of an acting troupe in a daring little act so one of his freinds could cut a purse.



The leader adopted him, brought him up. He learned how to mix pigments, sew costumes, to act and draw the eye, then move the heart. He became a good actor, a dashing young man to play the heroes of the stories they audiences loved. Then the Scourge came.



It accelerated New Moirai's decline, soon gang tensions rose rapidly, gangs fighting and the guard being rendered ineffective. Acting troupes started disappearing, their resources drawing thieves and cut throats. One such attack on his home cost his adoptive father his life, and scarred Ezekiel's face horribly. With his home in disarray Ezekiel rose to leadership, turning it's pursuits to a dual purpose. Props blades were replaced with real ones, practice and fake fights were turned to active sparring, pigment making expanded into making poultices and poisons, costume making became armoring as well, and finally acting and speaking became  tactics and diversion. Everything his home did now had dual purpose to make it survive. Likewise he in turn practiced his blade work, learning, improving refining, until his home was under no more active threat. His style is slow, pausing, lacking the frenetic energy or graceful movement of most. It's peaceful, and his style of fighting is reflected in his mask. Thus he implemented the Masques, fighters that would protect the Troupe and reflect what they were about.