TrollDaViking

TrollDaViking or Jaegor Braekk is a Daelyrian Born Peasant of what was once Daelyria.

Early Life

Raised as a lowly commoner in a Feudal warrior society leads to a hard and bloody upbringing, with the death of his father in a war agaisnt seperatist rebels in gdaync, and the death of his mother to bandits leaving him an orphan in a cruel world. He would grow into the cruelness for a long time, showing no mercy and only uncaged rage and hatred for the world, he enlisted into the military with hopes of unleashing this built of rage and anger only to find his dreams of war dashed by an old king. King Unburnt, king of Daelyria and head of house Blackfyre had ruled over the Daelyrian people for many years at this point and was nearing his eighties.It was he who led his people into war with gdaync thinking he was stomping out and upstart rebel, but what he found was nothing but death, many of his people had fallen in battle and many were maimed, and so haunted by the thoughts of torrents of blood and the screaming of dying men and horses, he declared nuetrality and shunned himself from the world. Being a warrior born into a warrior society that refused war was becimating to the young Jaegor, with no way to earn his name as a true son of Vhaegar and show his zealotness in the name of draconism while also saiting his need to cause pain caused an inner battle to grow with in. A few years he would wander, exploring until the time came when hed get his chance, if he could earn his glory and fame else where ,then there is where hed seek it.He would explore ruins, and search for treasure , explore cities and again...searsg for treasure.Meet new and strange people, people of different religions,races,and languages. He even took up preaching for a time, spreading words of his religion with a passion and a furry.only a few times was he ever met with joy and revelation,and in many cases it would end violently, earning him the name "The Red Priest". but it was while he was searching through the lands of the daisy in the syltor that he would hear a town crier spreading the news in New Dorrastorock "War in the north,War in the East.War from helmia",Jaegor rushed for the ports, catching a ride as a stoleaway on a ship heading for Vhagaria, for Daelyria,for home.

First War

Along his trip from syltor, Jaegor had found information on the war, a joint coalition was invading Plagos for some reason ,he couldnt remember what it was about, maybe a tyrant ruled that nation, or maybe the coaltion was threatened by him, all jaegor knew was that Daelyria was invading,In his adventures ,he had never lost his fire, his burning rage and hatred for the world, but he had also never lost his love of his people ,he was a daelyrian to the core and would always strive to bring glory to her name,So when Jaegor arrived in Vhagaria, he immediatly inlisted in the legion of the local lord ,Tonic Mahale. Immediatly taking to military life, as his father had taught him before his death, Jaegor was eager to earn his way, training daily, making armour and weapons at forges, enchanting said equipment with the blood magic of his peaple,war was coming, and he was ready.

At this time, many other young daelyrians were coming into their rage, yearning for war and all of them were going to get what they wanted ,Jaegor finding kindred spirits with many young soldiers would eventually find a friend in one, Vhaegar,named for the god of war ,he didnt have the same rage as many others did, he was calm and caulculating, never once showing outright anger or sadness, just a calm wisdom years ahead of his time, and while Jaegor sharpened his sword,Vhaegar read his books, where Jaegor was fire ,Vhaegar was water, The two commonly shared the same tent when camping,trained together, ate together, laughed and argued together, they were inseperable, Jaegor had never had a friend since he was a youngling and he had years to make up ,after all they were pratically old men in there late teens.

One day, the Jaegor was awakened by a horn, one he hadnt heard before yet knew the meaning of all to well,they would march soon.The legions were marching to meet with the coalition forces in plagos,at the doorstep to the captial itself, but they had no camp to meet at or knowledge of the terrain. Without hesitation Jaegor Volunteered to lead a small party into plagos ahead of the legions, find a defendable location ,and build a fort for the arrival of the legions. Vhaegar opted to join him, along with a small party of maybe 20 to 25 legionaries, all young and green to war, treching ahead of the legion at a sprint, the boys never rested, never stopped for sleep or food, they ran, in the whipping winds and snow of the nothern mountains to the blistering deserts of the east, they ran. arriving in plagos within weeks, jaegor ordered the contruction to begin ontop of a mountain, building an entire fort, Vhaegar had drawn plans for it, including a prison for POW or deserters, a command tower for the lords to plan the battle, barracks not only for daelyria, but for many other nations,