Family History

Mr. Demonic Invader

Lived in Era 24, got 1 heir(s) (Slasher) and was a member of The Empire of Midgardur
Conquerer of the Dark Riders. Beware will you are reading this. Although I may be in your full view, my army will soon be upon you!

Mr. Slasher

Lived in Era 24 and got 1 heir(s) (Razios).
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Mr. Razios

Lived in Era 25, got 1 heir(s) (Razios) and was a member of Reaping
I was one of the two children in my family due to serve in the army under the rule of our tyrannical king, Demias. Every thirteen years his army comes around the country of Aldeon searching for more "infidel" to serve his army. I, Razios was chosen to serve. My family was surprisingly from royal descent. We've escaped our duties and lived a simple life among the plans as a nomadic family. My father was the crown prince of neighboring country Caridia, and my mother a Duke's daughter. After the king Demias invaded our country and slaughter all of our kin my father decided a cowardly act. He fled with my mother into the very country that attacked his and left his army as scapegoats to give my family time to escape. Ever since then i've kept a secret hatred for my father and a greater hatred for Demias for forcing my father to do such a thing. Over the years I have trained my self in the neighboring woods on the plains hunting wild game with makeshift bows and arrows and the special blade my father acquired on the trip to the plains. Now thirteen years after that awful day here I stand now awaiting the king's army to take me away.

Days after they took me from my parents we stopped at another village. They kept me in the back of the caravan pulled by horses. I sat quietly in the back with nothing but the blade my father gave me and my bow and arrows. The imprint of what happened was still fresh in my mind. The soldiers grabbed me and my mother quickly ran up to bring me back. My father unsheathed his sword and told them to back away from me. The soldiers laughed and pushed my mother to the ground. My father jumped up and slashed thh soldier to my left. I ran to the fire where both my bow and arrows were and my mother lying unconcious. Behind me my father valiently fought off soldier after soldier maiming each one that step towards him. After holding back a tear for a second I jabbed one of my arrows into a coal in the fire and let fly. Striking a man in the heart, the soldiers realized how bad this had become. They swarmed my father to the ground killing him and threw a spear at my unconcious mother. The only two things I had in the world were gone and it was my fault for not going in quietly. When they walked me away, they laughed and threw my fathers sword to me saying that they might as well give the stuff that belonged to me and pushed me into the caravan. I cried myself to sleep that night and the next morning everything changed.

After picking up some new kids for the army the caravan stopped. Yeling and commotion was here in the front and suddenly a person with a banner came inside and pulled us out. The soldiers holding us "hostage" were n the ground dead and a new group stood in front of me. Later I learned that they were members of a rebellious kingdom called the Reaping. They obtain all the weak and prisoned and train them on how to fight with scythes and take down world powers. When I joined I was only a lowly soldier. As more missions I had succeeded on the more powerful I gained in rank. As my rank grew also my apperence. I had a more dark stare and shadows always seemed to cloak me. Light rejected me and soon all life did. When our leader died, I became the new leader chosen to bring our people and train them in preperation for the Armageddon...

Mr. Razios

Lived in Era 25 and got 1 heir(s) (Razios).
My father died on an assault on his grounds. I escaped wiht his prized blade but his childhood bow and arrows were left amongst the blaze. The leader of this assault was of Demias banners. After spearing the frontal guard of the Reaping my father came into the fight.