Daos of Sethris

= Daos, child of war =

Daos (DrogulFemeilor) is a name not known by many, and that is more of a requirement than a choice, even if his name passed into legend in many fighting pits and arenas as a fearless and brutal warrior his story does not begin there, but rather , on a small hill, where scientists tested the strengths and weaknesses of a curious new creature. That creature was the first prototype of a WarForged, killed after they understood how it works alive, wanting to make more , even better than the first prototype, strength fueled by his death." And thus began the road of sorrow , brought by man , to shatter man, and yet , they only blame us."-Daos , at the first battle of the Golden Gates

1. Era of the first forge:

When the team leader of the scientists fled with his finished product, promising him a normal life, the rest of his team decided to find patronage with the local lords, and started a project that would change humanity , or at the least , that is what they first wanted, for when their forge was done , the spawning pool of his kin , alongside with the knowledge to make them better than their older counter parts , birthed what is now known as WarForged of the Legions. Build with melted black-stone and basalt, with cores encased in obsidian, melted metals running through their limbs , pumped by the cores , the hearths and minds of those new creatures.

Their newfound creations proved more savage, more brutal and more subservient to violence and the promise of war. The 3 types of Warforged born in the Legion category were : the auxiliaries, between 5-6 feet tall, stronger than most men, but weak enough to be overpowered by monsters ; the legionnaires , 6-7 feet tall , overpowering even heavier beings , beings able to smash heads and rip people in half with their hands, they were renowned for their brutality , even amongst their fellows; and lastly , the centurions , spawning with sizes from 8 feet and up , biggest one on record was around 12 feet , they were the ones who fought giant monsters , but their wits were ... lacking and use of their skills on the battlefield was directed by their fellows rather than left to their own decisions.

Out of the spawning pool were raised 21 legions, many fought wars that changed history , a couple died in their first few engagement , but amongst those , there were the 13'th legion, the Unbroken Ones , as they were called by their kin , for the battles they fought were numerous , and naught but the last one was defeat , and only in name. Amongst the 13'th, emerging from the spawning pool was Daos, a medium sized legionnaire , very nimble and strong, but who was easily distracted by the screams and blood of war. In legion life, the strongest rules, and so when the battles for command started, he led a small yet disciplined force to defeat his fellows in battles with blunt weapons, where death was unlikely , he was not victorious in gaining the legions recognition , but he earned a small shock troop company to ambush enemy reinforcements with. Amongst the leaders was his commander, Decimus, the tenth part of the legions biggest , finest core. When accompanying his legion, he would partake in many battles.

2. The never ending thirst

So young, yet so ambitious was the noble teen who dreamt of reclaiming his father's lost kingdom , and he was even happier to have bought the legion , as they proved loyal not to coin , but to blood, and the prince proved strength in defeating one of the legions auxiliaries in fair combat. The first real battle was awaiting near a forest, in between two villages that were raided by the young one , and as the march came to a close, the prince told the general his plans to topple the new king, alongside his already raised up retinues and levies. At the entrance to one of the villages was waiting the enemy, with the allied forces being bottled up in the village, the charge was not sounded by horn , but the enemy heard the earth shake and tremble , and when they were in front of them , the primal howls of warriors in need of blood. He does not remember what happened even to this day, but the amount of corpses that stood , bleeding on the ground , turned the nearby water wells red.

On another mission, his century commander was sent off to topple a fortress that was blocking supplies from entering safer roads, so that their orcish allies could continue their rampage in other lands. Decimus tasked Daos with infiltrating the fort and opening the gates for the rest of them to enter without unnecessary casualties. As commanded, he obliged, climbing alongside his more nimble companions on the outer walls, where noise would be hard to hear, but its worth noting that even on the hardest rocks, his steps were a challengeing  to hear. And the walls were climbed, the enemy sounded the alarm but it was in vain, for they lifted the massive gates, and doom poured in like a river in the fort, and the shatter of shields for the lands that it was protecting.

All missions took by this army went to the science team that forged them, highest bidder had an army with no morals, no mercy, and no lust for anything but blood , but such is fate that , in their desire for more money, they gave their creations some measure of conscience , and so , through greed, they met their fate at the hands of the 20'th , and the forges when silent and cold, the chains were broken, but so was his kin's spawn pools.

3. The Battle of the Crimson Valley

52 years ago, when the void spewed forth all manner of creatures to wipe out all that lived and gave them nothing but forsaking, the 13'th sought the greatest glory , as their commander , a WarForged that defeated all single-handedly , wanted to defeat the lost gods and claim divinity , she would succeed in her goals, and she became the "Fair Lady" of the WarForged , leaving the rest of her kind to die in battle with the voidlings, but out of the death , a few had risen, and amongst them , Daos, Decimus died , gifting him in his dying moments a piece of his core, the greatest honor a warforged can receive, alonside the fragment of a void god that died in the first charge. These 2 gifts were priceless to him, and he incorporated both in his body, so that he may never forget the terror of the valley. But at last, the human armies came, and they chained up all the living they found, to their surprise, the night after the battle, a star lit up in the sky, blood red , leaving their eyes sobbing when they gazed upon it , the last of the forge lay dead, no more legions, no more WarForged armies to fight their wars.

4. Sand and ash

Chained and locked up, scheduled for trial by combat, unwinnable combat by human standards , but the thirst brought by the core of Decimus were great, and the rage chained up in him , from his fallen brethren of years past, cores melted together , birthed the mad creature that would kill all that walked before him , leaving arenas entertained , and pit-fighters too afraid to step in again , where he was tortured for years, his skin cracked and fixed, only to be cracked again. Until he was transported to a slave camp for monstrous creatures, where only more death and sorrow awaited ,but even here, this place , where he would manage to escape alongside his newfound monster brothers , pillaging and despoiling the lands as they went, growing in size under the leadership of an aging minotaur , he found creatures that gave him some understanding , rather that the humans who wanted him dead so badly, even if they were the ones who made him, a thing that greatly saddened him , confused him , and in time ,broke him, as he realized his kin died for the want of others , not their own.

Not long their force would be killed by an adventurer army that set out with greed of loot and coin in their eyes, leaving the few stragglers captured , then thrown into and river of burning water, a rarity , unseen by most, yet gorgeous. His armor melted off, and his friends were just ash and sand, the water turned their flesh into sand, and the flames turned what was left into ash. "More Blood, we need more" - Monsters Battle Cry before their encounter with the adventurers , for blood was the only thing keeping them sane.

5. The last

Believing to be last of his kind, Daos was about to die, being thrown into the freezing waters of Eldham , and washing up on the sethrien shores, where one curious teen , and Eon, Volt, took pity upon this stranger , and allowed him in after some consideration, the walls were astonishing , they were a masterpiece , sturdy and comforting. As the boy left Daos near the fire to warm up, he offered him a place to build shelter for himself, and bid him goodnight.

Now the WarForged serves with unwavering loyalty, as minister of sethrien military, Grandmaster and Void-keeper for the Knights of The Silver Rose, who took an oath to defend Sethris and its allies. He patrols around the forests, living in harmony with the wildlife, but his hatred of humans , and most things in general , remains unchanged.