Nothing fazes you. Like the warlock you are a son of darkness, gifted with powers that others find unnerving (at best) or outright evil (the usual case). Your adventures carry you far and wide, because you rarely find it easy to stay in the same place for long. Sooner or later the whispers and guarded glances begin again, and it is time to move on. No one understands your powers and most people you meet wonder exactly how you're going to stab them in the back when you finally show your true colors. Hexblades have a bad reputation in many quarters, but whether you're the exception or the rule is up to you.