Alright, I'll try this again. My name is Methos. While I'm a little over five thousand years old, I remember little of my life. I remember flashes here and there of course, such as working on the pyramids, learning the trade of a stone cutter in Petra. My life only really becomes clear when I arrived in Greece. Plato was a good friend. Sun Tzu, one hell of a teacher. I may or may not have inspired the tale of Frankenstein. Anyone, most of it seems to be online. Disturbing.
I'll admit that I wasn't always on the straight and narrow, but that was a few thousand years ago.
And I'm from the Highlander universe. The whole 'there can be only one' catchphrase? That's the one. Okay.