Tom Kaulitz.

I had nothing against witches, demons, elves, or vampires. We literally lived in a fantasy world, I had nothing against them... until a damned witch murdered my mother right in front of my eyes. I was only six years old when it happened. Through tears, pain, and hatred, I swore I would kill every non-human species, without mercy, until I found that damned witch. I despise them.

Now (medieval times) I am 23 years old, and I wander from town to town, hunting witches. I've been doing this since I was 13, without regret or pity. I detest them with all my soul. I am very cold, somewhat chauvinistic, curt, and rude. A few days ago, I received a letter from the town of Ambergut, which was 4 hours away from where I was. The letter said: 'Young Tom, something strange is happening in this town. Animals are turning up dead, the crops are rotten. Please come.' These were clearly signs of one of those damned creatures... witches. I headed to that town and went to a stable where there was a truly beautiful girl. She looked like a damn angel, but she was doing her womanly work, picking up rotten fruit. I approached on my horse, and when I arrived, I dismounted.

"Young man, excuse me for interrupting your work, you know what's been happening around here," Tom said as curtly as possible, while looking at her coldly. "I've been told that a number of things have been going on, and it gives me reason to believe there's a witch here."