Welcome back, gang. Rotherham was basically created as an evabon equivalent of Lion-O, as many of you might have already figure out, but in the same way he's his own character. Enjoy.
Nomit of Lovel
Rotherham watched as Panthro looked into the tombs entrance. As Panthro looked into the tomb, wondering what kind of an evabon was buried in there. Rotherham wouldn't speak and Panthro did not want to go to Asaji for the information.
Panthro walked into the tomb. He was curious for one his age and he wanted to know just who was buried here. Autolycus had referred to the one buried here as Nomit, and beside a name Panthro knew nothing more about this person.
Rotherham followed. It was his duty to protect this tomb and he would protect it.
As Panthro looked at the walls of the tomb, basically just a cave, he noticed the paintings on it. As he looked closer he saw that the paintings told a story: Nomit's story.
A wealthy and generous evabon was what Nomit had been. He seemed to have been different from the evabon of the present day. He seemed to have been not unlike a citizen of Thundera.
Rotherham kept his eyes on Panthro. He couldn't have been the evabon Bourchier had been but he could still protect the tomb. He knew that Panthro meant no danger Bourchier would have been ready to attack even if someone wasn't dangerous, always prepared. Rotherham saw no need to attack someone unless they had proven themselves a danger to the tomb. Panthro wasn't a danger to the tombs none of the ThunderCats were except for the one called Pumyra. There was something terribly sinister about her but he would never say that to her or any of the other ThunderCats. In fact he hadn't been able to talk because of the pressure everyone was putting on him. How could he be himself when everyone expected him to be like Bourchier?
Panthro had become confused as he looked at the paintings on the cave wall. He wished Rotherham could talk so he could explain to him what was going on.
Rotherham saw Panthro's confusion. He knew Nomit's story, he knew it as well as any evabon. Nomit had been a wealthy and famously generous gentleman from the city of Lovel. When he had discovered the true state of his financial position, Nomit's former friends abandoned him and in disgust he retreated to this very cave that became his tomb to rail against his own kind. He became a philosopher, believing all sentient races were evil all because of he abandonment and so he died of an illness believing that.
That was a story that Rotherham knew to be a warning. No one should ever see a race as entirely evil. It would only lead to unhappiness.