Freedom is a sweet air breathed by few slek. Most slek are bound to the Dukarim with no choice for but for what their du’an allows them and the few that aren’t are scattered across Myos. Yet a few have prospered in the free world. When given the chance a slek refugee can turn into the most ruthless rogue ever deployed by the Free Blades. Straying away from heavy armors and large weapons, they arm themselves with two long swords and two short swords. The four blades slash and stab at blinding speeds.