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Sauranath woke up from his Slumber to wonder if he would see that his children were hatched. Sufficient time had not passed for these dragons to have had baby hatchlings of their own, perhaps just a tad bit more time to pass for them was needed to be frightening monsters to the nations in the world. Whatever nations had existed however, the dragons left alone. Few would have to be developed the greed strong enough to massacre entire Kingdoms or Civilizations, and even those didn't feel like it. Not enough live stock, not enough of anything for greed to be sated would even be in the world in it's early days. The dragons were content of living in their eggs for now. They were like infant babies. Only knowing Sauranath, as the living Star, had made them, as if they were blood cells, somehow self-aware, but only of themselves, each other and their maker, and nothing else..
The Arch Dragon Lord soared throughout the Void outside the world. . . beholding his Star Children with fatherly pleasure of their probable future. They could still hunt the beasts and animals that littered the world. Someday they could become a mixed menace and benevolence. There were many different broods of dragon folk. Some broods were naturally far kinder than the rest of their kindred. Sauranath looked across the sky. . . He knew one day that the lesser races and the dragons would go to war. He hoped that his children would win, but he had it in mind to discipline them if they went too far.
Once again, The Arch Dragon Lord entered slumber. He began to slumber once again. His awakening was like a dream within a dream. His essence reached out to his children, he could not help but feel like something went wrong. As the Dragon Lord was asleep, he sent out his voice during the dreaming to the Great Spirit. . .
"You are welcome to my domain of the Stars. Please, state your intent before you enter uninvited."
"Enjoy the dreams of The Great Before, please state your intent on entering, however".
The Arch Dragon Lord soared throughout the Void outside the world. . . beholding his Star Children with fatherly pleasure of their probable future. They could still hunt the beasts and animals that littered the world. Someday they could become a mixed menace and benevolence. There were many different broods of dragon folk. Some broods were naturally far kinder than the rest of their kindred. Sauranath looked across the sky. . . He knew one day that the lesser races and the dragons would go to war. He hoped that his children would win, but he had it in mind to discipline them if they went too far.
Once again, The Arch Dragon Lord entered slumber. He began to slumber once again. His awakening was like a dream within a dream. His essence reached out to his children, he could not help but feel like something went wrong. As the Dragon Lord was asleep, he sent out his voice during the dreaming to the Great Spirit. . .
"You are welcome to my domain of the Stars. Please, state your intent before you enter uninvited."
"Enjoy the dreams of The Great Before, please state your intent on entering, however".
Name: Crongvangr (Past), Idolaf
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Weapon/Magic of past and current: Current (Master warrior, extremely healthy, muscular, strong enough to destroy many enemies in combination with his skill, few can face him in sword to sword.
Past: Idolaf was once known as Crongvangr in the ancient past. Just prior to ancient times, in this world's history, making Crongvangr unbelievably old as a deity worshiped by the Paleolithic/Mesolithic/Neolithic tribes and cities surrounding the current day landscape only back in their day, Crongvangr was an ancient shape shifter who could transform into a Great Bear, the size of an elephant, with hide that would take strong magic, the best of modern day steel to pierce or slash, and the ability to heal wounds very rapidly. His claws were as sharp and durable as the hardest dragon bones, and his fangs and sharp teeth could easily bite through the finest of our day's Dwarven Steel.
Crongvangr is also capable of assuming Human shape, so he can turn from Human to the Great Bear at will.
Job/Class: Vassal to a high level aristocrat. He himself is between being a very important noble family and a noble family that has a lot of wealth but only mediocre levels of land area for an estate. His only chances at true power are a marriage arrangement, pleasing his liege Lord, or the King. He's also ironically one of the only people in his nation's history to be classified as a foreigner that the native born trust, partially due to the close distance between the nation of his origin, and the approximately close cultures the two nation's possess.
History of Current: Idolaf has fought since he was sixteen in the army. . . He was so skilled that by the age of twenty three he became a fully fledged knight. Some people even never make it to a knighthood from squire, and might die of old age before knighthood. ((All respected squires are knighted posthumously however)). He fell in love with Isabeau, a foreign aristocrat, and their marriage brought two almost warring nations to a peaceful interlude that lasted for seven years until her recent mysterious death. No marks of violence were ever found.
History of Past:
Crongvangr doesn't even remember his origins. He mentions being born to the clan of Crong. Crongvangr avenged the massacre of his tribe, only to find out there were two hundred more members left alive after a war. A savage tribe called the Forsaken (Because Crongvangr wiped them out) attacked his peaceful tribe and slaughtered seven thousand people. His own tribe only had two thousand men, women and children before the assault, leaving him at least with a small sense of sweet hope that his tribe could live on.
It's unknown how he became the great Crongvangr, but he claims an animal spirit let himself be eaten. An ancient monster that had redeemed it'self from similar atrocities that wiped out Crongvangr's tribe, or almost did. Crongvangr found himself become a spiritual being gradually over the years. Slowly his knowledge grew, he began to learn of the magical and medicinal qualities of animal parts, and became the village of Crong's medicine man for centuries. Soon his tribe grew great and powerful, even into a Neolithic bronze age. His kingdom even flourished greatly enough to become a somewhat progressive leaning Empire that allowed subjugated Kingdoms autonomy and spared civilians of murder, etcetera, instituted fines for minor or moderate crimes, otherwise attempting to punish any and all crimes based on the severity of the injustice, rather than death or mutilation for any crime.
Finally, however, Crongvangr's Empire (Or at least, he lived in the Empire, he was not the ruler) was overthrown by an internal conflict between four feuding families, taken over by a foreign Empire calling themselves the Akhemehts, and totally annexed and assimilated in a time period of two hundred years. Unfortunately, Crongvangr was imprisoned by multiple other deities and left to be forgotten. Being forgotten was not what killed him, but being imprisoned with many other deities conquered by the Akhemeht Pantheon led to him loosing his life during an all out assault by four other gods.
Currently, Crongvangr is nowhere near his original power levels of his day.
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Weapon/Magic of past and current: Current (Master warrior, extremely healthy, muscular, strong enough to destroy many enemies in combination with his skill, few can face him in sword to sword.
Past: Idolaf was once known as Crongvangr in the ancient past. Just prior to ancient times, in this world's history, making Crongvangr unbelievably old as a deity worshiped by the Paleolithic/Mesolithic/Neolithic tribes and cities surrounding the current day landscape only back in their day, Crongvangr was an ancient shape shifter who could transform into a Great Bear, the size of an elephant, with hide that would take strong magic, the best of modern day steel to pierce or slash, and the ability to heal wounds very rapidly. His claws were as sharp and durable as the hardest dragon bones, and his fangs and sharp teeth could easily bite through the finest of our day's Dwarven Steel.
Crongvangr is also capable of assuming Human shape, so he can turn from Human to the Great Bear at will.
Job/Class: Vassal to a high level aristocrat. He himself is between being a very important noble family and a noble family that has a lot of wealth but only mediocre levels of land area for an estate. His only chances at true power are a marriage arrangement, pleasing his liege Lord, or the King. He's also ironically one of the only people in his nation's history to be classified as a foreigner that the native born trust, partially due to the close distance between the nation of his origin, and the approximately close cultures the two nation's possess.
History of Current: Idolaf has fought since he was sixteen in the army. . . He was so skilled that by the age of twenty three he became a fully fledged knight. Some people even never make it to a knighthood from squire, and might die of old age before knighthood. ((All respected squires are knighted posthumously however)). He fell in love with Isabeau, a foreign aristocrat, and their marriage brought two almost warring nations to a peaceful interlude that lasted for seven years until her recent mysterious death. No marks of violence were ever found.
History of Past:
Crongvangr doesn't even remember his origins. He mentions being born to the clan of Crong. Crongvangr avenged the massacre of his tribe, only to find out there were two hundred more members left alive after a war. A savage tribe called the Forsaken (Because Crongvangr wiped them out) attacked his peaceful tribe and slaughtered seven thousand people. His own tribe only had two thousand men, women and children before the assault, leaving him at least with a small sense of sweet hope that his tribe could live on.
It's unknown how he became the great Crongvangr, but he claims an animal spirit let himself be eaten. An ancient monster that had redeemed it'self from similar atrocities that wiped out Crongvangr's tribe, or almost did. Crongvangr found himself become a spiritual being gradually over the years. Slowly his knowledge grew, he began to learn of the magical and medicinal qualities of animal parts, and became the village of Crong's medicine man for centuries. Soon his tribe grew great and powerful, even into a Neolithic bronze age. His kingdom even flourished greatly enough to become a somewhat progressive leaning Empire that allowed subjugated Kingdoms autonomy and spared civilians of murder, etcetera, instituted fines for minor or moderate crimes, otherwise attempting to punish any and all crimes based on the severity of the injustice, rather than death or mutilation for any crime.
Finally, however, Crongvangr's Empire (Or at least, he lived in the Empire, he was not the ruler) was overthrown by an internal conflict between four feuding families, taken over by a foreign Empire calling themselves the Akhemehts, and totally annexed and assimilated in a time period of two hundred years. Unfortunately, Crongvangr was imprisoned by multiple other deities and left to be forgotten. Being forgotten was not what killed him, but being imprisoned with many other deities conquered by the Akhemeht Pantheon led to him loosing his life during an all out assault by four other gods.
Currently, Crongvangr is nowhere near his original power levels of his day.
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