Aur

In Elessar's golden age, a prince was born to a high-ranking clan chieftain. This prince was known as Aur, he swiftly became a credit to his family, gifted in all things and strong in nature.
Aur, nearing his prime, was told of a mighty beast that roamed the tundra at the Eastern tip of Ánor. Filled with hubris, he knew that killing a beast such as this would make him a living legend, able to begin a clan-name of his own and enter the annals of history.
So Aur set off to slay the beast, carrying a freshly hewn blade of pure diamond. For 8 days and 8 nights he searched the wastes, finally, at dawn of the 9th day, he came to find a hermit in a cave. He settled in with the wizened old man to share the fire.
Both men watched each other over the fire, weighing up the other. Unbeknowst to each other, they knew their opponent's full identity. Aur knew the old man was a vampire and in turn, the vampire had been stalking Aur for some time.
In the end, it was Aur who struck first, relying on his skill and intuition, he drove his diamond blade into the beast's chest. For all his natural talent, Aur had become a victim of avarice and hubris - he had chosen a decorative and expensive blade to slay his foe. The vampire withdrew the blade with ease and thrust it into Aur's gut, pinning him into the stone wall and leaving him to die.
For several days, Aur remained immobile on the wall, drifting in and out of consciousness, racked by fever and delirious with blood loss, he did not recognise the tainted blood coursing through his system. At dusk of the fourth day, Aur found his strength and shattered the blade with his bare hands, releasing himself; only then did he realise what he had become.
Aur walked back to Elessar, taking 16 nights to reach home, a full 30 days since he had left. As the tale of his defeat spread, he banished himself from Elessar, taking any who found follow him. They became the Razbuneara and re-settled in the lands where the beast roamed.
In the years that followed, the beast hunted down his followers and cursed them with his blood, one by one.
Eventually, construction was finished on Stormentarn; Aur's new castle and his clan's home. As the final brick was lain, Aur donned his armour, still punctured at the gut, and took with him a sword he forged himself, one of pure gold. He travelled to the hermit's cave, and waited.
It was a year before his clan heared from Aur again. Impaled in his empty throne one morning was the golden sword, accompanied by the Beast's head and a book. None saw him enter, and none saw him leave. He had disappeared into the wastes, never to be seen again.
Category:Anór