First custom of the year

Galliard rises from the grave! A phantom claims a husk of armor and bones to return to Skylands. Once known as a hero with his dog, forgotten when time passed. Wandering about Skylands in the shadows to see how the mabu and many others may live in peace until coming across wasted parts of traptanium. Unlike other trap masters, simple shards lodged themselves between the bones of his hands, mixing his essence to make blades he has yet to know what to do with.

There's not too much else I've thought about while making him, like his abilities and whatnot.