Dextrixion

Dextrixion van Goudklomp-Guryon was Mayor of Zandengracht, Prince of the VVR and part of the VVR's Royal Family, until his untimely betrayal.

His time in Anglunia
All his life had he lived alone in the slums of Norstaeyya, A town in Anglunia in which he was born.

His biological parents are unknown, and at the time of when he lived in Anglunia went just by Dextrixion, or Dex for short. He never learned the Anglunian language or ever fit in with the people, as he himself is an Elvish-Lowlander

The VVR & it's conflicts
One day, when reading the news, He saw a new nation in the center of Eldham declare independence. It went by The Verenigde Vrijmasten Raden.

Dextrixion was immediately interested, and reached out to the leader of the VVR (His future adopted father) Draphonaris van Goudklomp-Guryon. When Dextrixion visited his new town, he noticed a lot of people there. Including his future brother Florian Kunmans, but also people like goblinblob, Lastify, Kayeda, dukebeef, LeviMercury, and many more.

Dextrixion was soon informed by the leader of spanjaards_gat Dukebeef, that they were attacked by rebels of Gardenia, an older nation long before The VVR even became an idea, and that Dextrixion was to work in the pits around the city incase of invasions.

A few months later, once The VVR and Gardenia reached a temporary agreement, dukebeef was needed elsewhere, and left the city in Dextrixion's hands. By this time the young Dex was already adopted into the family by Draphonaris.

Disbandment & Recreation of the VVR
When the VVR disbanded, spanjaards_gat and Dextrixion joined Imperial Aristios, however, Aristios also didnt last long due to The Rattican and Ashai, and soon also fell apart. Dextrixion, Florian and Draphonaris, along with other high ranking former-VVR members set up a temporary government in spanjaards_gat, soon to be renamed to Zandengracht, and declared the New-VVR. With Draphonaris as King, Florian and Dextrixion as Princes and Nabben along with a few others as temporary government.

War of Revitalization & Dextrixion's involvement
The city was later cleaned up by him and Florian to be made look nicer, and expanded into a squatter-claim west of the city. The city was also later used in the War of Revitalization against Hovyete, and was used as a regear station, as Dextrixion stayed behind and didnt fight to regear soldiers who returned to the city for new gear. However when handing out gear, Dextrixion had accidentally sliced his hand open, and by this time his hair was a blank white with sometimes gray. But they still won an unquestioned victory against Hovyete, later renamed to Amstelhoek as decided by the government.

His own little Family..
However Dextrixion was an important-figure in VVR Politics, he didnt live in his city of Zandengracht however, instead lived peacefully far away in Jumperburg, the city of his brother Florian-Kunmans, which lays in Helsia, below the nation of DVR/Barbossa, but does do most of his work in towns like Baviadam and Zandengracht. However, that was before he moved back to the region, to become more active in the community and continue his own work there.

Marriage
Dextrixion, being known well amongst the locals, partly for regearing soldiers for the fight against the Gardenian United Front but also since he was active in the community, he met a woman by the name of Rose I Lætr'yosa.

The two got to know each other and often drank in the tavern of his adopted son and slowly but surely became good friends, until they became lovers. Dextrixion, after a few months, asked her to marry him, to which she agreed. The marriage was small and simple, only limited visitors and he didnt want to make it known to many.

Family
Dextrixion was of course adopted by Willem Frederick van Goudklomp-Guryon (Draphonaris), when he got adopted he also got about 7 brothers and a ton of other relatives. First of his brothers is Florian Kunmans Goudklomp-Guryon, first prince and heir to the throne of the VVR, argurably his most important brother out of them all in my personal opinion. Next to that is Tiessert all the way over in Zamotz along with his uncle Foe-lelan Lhamaj'i-Olea (better known as Radioblade), Rico Guryon who recently joined back into the VVR but was originally in Barbossa/DVR. Zinhoax, TheWorkingGamer and Arvedur, who I personally know nothing about. And last but not least; Lillian, his adopted sister.

His uncles are Foe-lelan Lhamaj'i-Olea in Zamotz, one of the last Lemurs. Duke van Goudklomp in the VVR, who is sadly, mostly inactive nowadays,                                                                                                                                             Otto en Olea A' of former Imperial Aristios, after he married Draphonaris' unknown sister, (Might not be unknown, but I dont know anything about her)       and his nephew, Dcrazydude.

He also has two sons of his own, however both adopted:

Bethcane van Goudklomp-Guryon. Bethcane is the same race as Dextrixion, being an Elvish-Lowlander like his adopted father is. The race originating from (also regions near) Anglunia, but it's unknown where Bethcane actually came from though, same with Bethcane's age.. but all we know is that Bethcane is an undead Elvish Lowlander, Dextrixion thinking he's the last of his kind alive.. or is he?

Fate I Lætr'yosa. Surprisingly, Fate is also a Elvish-Lowlander. One of the last like his father Dextrixion. Fate's age is known, along with his height.

Fate was blinded in his left eye by the locals of their hometown, who thought he did something wrong or they just did it out of hatred for the Elvish-Lowlanders, It's unsure, but he fled away from his original homeland. Roaming the lands of Eldham, until he ended up in Zandengracht, VVR. Where he was taken in as Dextrixion's second son beside Bethcane. A safehaven where Fate could reside with one of his own race.

Death..
One day, Dextrixion was standing on the walls of Zandengracht, the very walls which had protected him and his family for years. as he looked outward to the endless desert he saw ahead, behind him his beloved city.. He heard his son, Fate, and his wife Rose, calling out to him from down below.

Dextrixion was ready to come down and help his son and wife with whatever they needed, however, as he was about to turn around.. he felt a cold hand on his shoulder, among Lowland-Elf culture known as  Death's Hand , he felt the hand for another second or two, dropping his sword as he suddenly felt a sharp pain and fell to one knee, trying to stand up with the other..

His vision went blurry, as he looked up at the endless fields of sand, along with the pyramid and sugar cane farm he inherited from the neighbors of back-then spanjaards_gat, and accepted his fate.. collapsing to the ground, as his helmet blocked any further damage to his head. His son Fate, only present at the time next to his wife, ran up to him. As even he, with tears in his eyes, accepted that his father would soon be back.. even if undead, he could help him remember.

Dextrixion stood up, picking up his sword, his skin having fallen off very quickly and his bones having become black. He looked at Fate, and then at himself, and his now boney-fingers and hands. He looked back up and did what resembled a smile, even if he couldnt truly make one. He put his hand on Fate's shoulder, nodding his head. As he continued his jouney in the VVR, with his family, for many.. many years to come.

Undead Travels
Dextrixion lived on, now as an undead and black skeleton, wearing a gray and black cloak.

Now that he had lost his abilities, he started acting more like he wanted to, as he started doing more diplomacy for the VVR, and bringing more updates to his town Zandengracht, and his second town of Zandberg, which he inherited to keep safe from another possible rebellion.

A downward spiral of trust in the VVR
After seeing the massacres in Hovyete, and in former Hyana'dhu, he was disgusted. As such he started working with his son Fate, their friend Gerrard and his own new friend of Oliver, who all had towns in the VVR, alongside Hovar Atreiyen to plan a rebellion of his own. In irony, he called the rebellious nation Gardenia, in memory of the fallen two Kingdoms.

The Second Gardenian Revolution
After the city-state of Zef was formed with VVR help, He himself, Hovar Atreiyen and the rest of the rebels found it no better time than to declare their independence.

The independence was declared, and everything was chaos. The VVR government was in ruin with cities joining other nations, some joining Nova Drackar, some becoming Vassal of Atlechia, until the nation collapsed. Gardenia came out on top, which is where he took his leave to take a more peaceful route.

He had gotten revenge for the people of Gardenia and Altryae, however there was one thing that had to be done now. Dextrixion travelled to Zandberg, and invited one of the members of Anna's Retinue, Se'hya chiixaui-´hea, to Zandberg in name of Altryae, Valreshiya, Queen Anna and Kayeda. There, in the partially ruined city, Dextrixion handed the city over to Altryae, agreeing to also take Zandengracht with him into Altryae and Valreshiya.

Rejoining his family and friends
Eventually however, he also betrayed Valreshiya and Altryae, leaving with his city, to a new nation lead by his good friend Oliver, going by the name of Latria, officially Koregige Dela Latria. Latria stemming off from the Flouran word of Land, but also being a remix of his wife's and son's last name, being Lætr' yosa.

He lived a half peaceful life, being threatened by former friends with death over his betrayal to both nations, however he didnt care all that much. He knew he didnt have much time left anyways, and as such decided that now, the right option was to get out of the public eye. He lived peacefully in his town, in Latria, with his friends and family beside him. The ones who would never leave him.

His final death.
Dextrixion said goodnight to his family one day, going to sleep in one of many sandstone houses.

While walking to his own, he looked back to see his son, Fate's house, and how it improved over the years. He couldnt smile, but if you were there, you had a feeling that he was indeed, smiling. However there was this eerie feeling in what was left of his heart, however he ignored it. He got to his house and fell asleep, staring at the ceiling before closing his eyes. The next day, when his wife visited the run-down warclaim, all entrances and exits now blocked off, she entered her husband's home to wake him up, however found that he wasnt waking up at all, he checked his eyes, a common way to tell if someone had died, and all color had drained from his once ocean-blue eyes, now being a pale white. Word spread to friends and family, and much grieving was experienced, before he was eventually buried in the sands he once controlled.