Lucius Cypher
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Year 7512. In the land of Doros, a trade nation who's boats and caravans reach every corner of the world, was going through hardships. From the uninhabited Red Wastes a dark force of monsters and unholy creatures rampaged towards the north. They carved a path through Clan Vithra, and decimated Or-Fihet. This force of evil had ravaged the southern countryside of Doros before their military force was able to repel it long enough to enter a stalemate for over two months now. Lords from all over the country were rallying men to muster down to the south, while seeking aid from neighbors and organizations to deal with this sudden but powerful threat. The one who came to their rescue was the Order of Kharnor: a guild of warriors and mages in honor of Saint Kharnor, who had given his life to save the world from the Undying Emperor seventy years ago. The Kharns had tried to assist Clan Vithra and Or-Fihet before, but were too late to save the former and the latter refused their assistance until it was too late.
You are a new member of the Order. Your village was one of the many that was destroyed by the rampaging army, but whereas most were attacked by monstrous men, yours was attacked by a dragon. With scales as white as snow but with a breath that burned hotter than any fire, it left naught but bleached bones and dust in it's wake. You were one of the few warriors who were strong enough in both mind and body to cut it with your blade, though it failed to do any meaningful harm to the dragon. Regardless the dragon choose to give you a particularly cruel fate: after defeating you it stole and ate your heart. Now you have become dragonscarred: a cursed fate of those who have become bound to a dragon. In time, you sense of self will fade and you will become a thrall of the dragon who stole your heart. The only way to escape this fate is to slay the dragon before your assimilation is complete. And to do that, you must become stronger, to gather what little power you can muster so that when you face that dragon a second time, it will be you who comes out the victor.
When you awaken from your bunk, the first thing you hear is shouting and stomping. Nothing you're too unfamiliar with however, since you are in a war camp. This was Orkata: once a fortress city meant to keep an eye on the Doros, now used by them to stop the southern tide of invaders from going further north. The camp was busy making preparations for war: men were being trained, siege weapons constructed, information gathered and plans made. Soon your superior approached: Knight-Captain Hector. His men found you after you had become dragon-scarred, helping you recover and explain the situation to you. It was through him that they helped you join the Order of Kharnor as an initiate.
"Initiate Amren. I'm glad to see you up early. We have much to do today."
You are a new member of the Order. Your village was one of the many that was destroyed by the rampaging army, but whereas most were attacked by monstrous men, yours was attacked by a dragon. With scales as white as snow but with a breath that burned hotter than any fire, it left naught but bleached bones and dust in it's wake. You were one of the few warriors who were strong enough in both mind and body to cut it with your blade, though it failed to do any meaningful harm to the dragon. Regardless the dragon choose to give you a particularly cruel fate: after defeating you it stole and ate your heart. Now you have become dragonscarred: a cursed fate of those who have become bound to a dragon. In time, you sense of self will fade and you will become a thrall of the dragon who stole your heart. The only way to escape this fate is to slay the dragon before your assimilation is complete. And to do that, you must become stronger, to gather what little power you can muster so that when you face that dragon a second time, it will be you who comes out the victor.
When you awaken from your bunk, the first thing you hear is shouting and stomping. Nothing you're too unfamiliar with however, since you are in a war camp. This was Orkata: once a fortress city meant to keep an eye on the Doros, now used by them to stop the southern tide of invaders from going further north. The camp was busy making preparations for war: men were being trained, siege weapons constructed, information gathered and plans made. Soon your superior approached: Knight-Captain Hector. His men found you after you had become dragon-scarred, helping you recover and explain the situation to you. It was through him that they helped you join the Order of Kharnor as an initiate.
"Initiate Amren. I'm glad to see you up early. We have much to do today."