Dargan Drosilan

==Stats==
===Mark Tracker===
Marks: 8
Afflictions:
*Scar: Bum ticker
*Curse: Misaligned soul.
===Advances===
*Mountain Blessing (Voting, +1 Defence)
*Thane's Hammer (Voting, +1 Governance)
*Multicultural (Voting, +1 Governance)
*Cultural Embassy (Voting, +1 Governance)
*Fluffy (Voting, +1 Defence)
*Fengar Keep (Voting, +1 Defence) 
==Background==
“Father, why is there a castle on the mountain?”
“That is no mere castle my boy, that is the mighty Fengar keep. A massive prison that holds both man and beast alike”.
“Please don’t make me go there father, it scares me!”
“Fear not my son; you see the great chief warden of the keep is a noble Goliath who only locks away the fiendish men and mindless beasts of the mountains, the true monsters of these parts. There is no place for you in those foreboding walls.”
“Why is it called that father?”
“Ah that my son is another tale, one that starts with a young warrior who was too eager to fight …
Blood.
Thick in a layer on the ground.
The corpses weird and mangled scattered around and the call of crows in the distance.
It is much calmer now. A morbid heavy quiet fills the air. Carrion enroute, seeping fluids a single set of lungs rasps away in the suffocating still.
Fengar. A legless torso. Three feet before me, my leader, my brother, my hero.
Illim. A lonely head. Two feet behind me, my rival, my brother, my closest friend.
Their last gasps will haunt me. Illim a gurgled screech, scything through my ears, cut short by the squelching rip of the muscles in his neck. Fengar a last whispered sentence, “Please go on, I love you…live little brother”.
I failed him, them and with the last of his strength he pushed me back from the brink of life. The harsh rocky crag burnt pain through my knees. The wind pushed gently at my chest and I knew that this carnage would birth my path, my destiny.
Hours pass like years.
Time rolling a slow lulling lick down the cliffs, slowly stirring me to myself.
I was too eager. We were three. Outnumbered by three superior forces. Caught in a war of terror and hate. Lycanthropes, Orcs and Duergar competing for territory. I and Illim wish to join the battle, we convince Fengar Despite his better judgement. The battle rages and the toll is massive. A host of strange beasts and monsters get drawn to the carnage. The battle turns to chaos. Illim torn apart. Fengar dismembered, I pierced twenty fold and brought to my knees. All left for dead and forgotten as the survivors wipe each other from existence.
Rescue.
If such a thing exists from this.
Drosil, my father, Sornir, Kharan, my cousins, Morkil, my uncle. They wade though the gore, my throat won’t speak from dust, my eyes won’t clear from tears.
My brothers’ pyres burnt long and fierce.
My quest was vague and unknown. I wandered alone.
Grief gave way to innovation and a plan was wrought. Years passed and aid contracted. With which was opened a vast lake and an Island in the centre. On the Island a great keep was forged. Built with gurt stones cleft from the unforgiving mountains themselves.
Looming high over the land Fengar keep was born, resting in the deep lake Illim. An honour to my fallen brethren. A duty. A purpose.
With this keep I shall protect the mountains from the horrors within them. I will banish them to this dark keep where they are bereft of daylight and torn asunder by the very beasts they hunt.
“But what happened then father?”
“Little for a long time till Dargan’s farther Drosil was finally claimed by the earth. Dargan was called back to replace Drosil as the head of the tribe but Dargan abdicated in favour of his cousin Sornir.”
“But why? Doesn’t he care about his tribe?”
“To say it in his words my son, “I am no great leader to inspire and guide, I can only hope to defend this world by locking away the evils inside it.””
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Dargan: "Ah, Feltin, you have come."
Feltin: "Yes Chief Warden. You summoned me."
Dargan: "Yes, I will be away for some time and I need you to run the prison in my absence."
Feltin: "You are leaving Chief Warden? May I ask why or where to?"
Dargan: “Indeed, I'm leaving for "Unity Island". A man named Kiya believes he can save these cursed lands and I plan to see what I can do to help. I'll be away by the morn, I shall be riding Sirrah."
Feltin: "Your wyvern sir? Are you sure that is wise? You know how she hates strangers."
Dargan: "Well since I rescued her from that Vanir cult she gets ever so distressed when too far from my company and I'm the only one who can calm her when she is agitated. I could leave her here but I do plan on this prison being intact when I return and the last handler I left in charge of her came down with a serious case of impaled on wyvern teeth. Now I can leave her in your care if you would like..."
Feltin: "NO! No, No sir that's fine. Please take her with you!"
Dargan: "As you wish Acting Chief Warden. Now remember to have the Beast master acclimatize the latest school of Dire sharks with the rest in the lake before my return."
Feltin: "Yes Chief Warden"
Dargan: "Oh and do feed fluffy on your way out Feltin."
Feltin: *Gulp*.
==Significant Relationships==
While Dargan does all that he can to foster and strengthen bonds with all of his allies there are some in Athesia that for him go beyond respect and camaraderie. 
===Family===
Elbreth Harma Fuego
Elbreth's hand in marriage was offered to a lord of Athesia after the minor house of Feugo was saved from destruction. This offer went unanswered for nearly a year before Dargan heard about it. Marriage was an odd concept to the god-cursed. Love is passionate but often fleeting in the mountains (mostly due to life expectancy). It was a formal offer at first but after a brief time together a solid bond formed and they've shown nothing but love and support for each other in the 7 years they've been together. 
Adonica and Leticia Dargananner Fuego
Elbreth and Dargan's twin Half-Goliath Daughters. They are growing fast and are about as developed as human 10 -12 year-olds. They've been learning avidly from everyone willing to teach them anything, but in particular they have fencing, horse riding lessons and elocution in their home in the plains and nature, spiritual and croquet in the mountains. 
The Bhurrin Tribe
Dargan was the son of the former Chief of the Bhurrin tribe, Drosil. When Drosil died the tribe wanted Dargan to be chief but he wasn't ready for that kind of leadership at that point in his life so he turned it down but recommended his cousin Sornir for the position. 
LifaThyr Fjallanner
An adopted Dragonborn daughter of the Bhurrin tribe. She is the younger of Dargan's two Bjargneptyrs, It's not an easy relation to describe in other culture's familial terms. Suffice to say in common she has always called him Uncle Dargan and he helped raise her in her life in the mountains as far back as she truly remembers. 
Feltin Fjallanner (Felicitin Devante)
Feltin is the elder of Dargan's Bjargnptyrs and his second in command at Fengar keep. While for a short time she was in a relationship with the younger of Dargan's two brothers she now is in a commited relationship with Krunk. Since Dargan and Fetin shared much of their teen years and did a great deal of grieving together, they are as close as a by blood brother and sister would be. 
The Morkillans
Cousin to Dargan, Sornir Morkillan is the current chief of the Bhurrin tribe and leader of the Morkil family (more by taking responsibility than any real authority over his sisters). Sornir's eldest sister, Kharnan Morkillanner is the Druid-skald for the Bhurrin tribe and together with her Mountian Panther Kotyr and her druidic regalia she is a sight to behold. 
Helga Morkilanner
The youngest of the Morkil sibings, Helga was a force of god-damned nature. A mighty wall of bears, hammers and violent drinking, Helga was a threat to be absolutely reckoned with regardless of where you stood. However her reckless nature and thirst for adventure eventually caused her to retire from the council and finally succumb to the wiles of the fey she had become oathed to on her travels. 
===Friends===
Arianna Thistledown
Dargan Has complex feelings towards Arianna. He trusts her completely and has always considered her a good and close friend, however he is aware that she has hidden things from him.Though not aware of the full extent of these things he is confident that in time she will reveal them to him should she so desire to. Dargan does what he can to guide the young dwarf to the best of his advice and expertise and hopes she one day has the confidence to stand proud enough of her "curses" and misfortunes to see them as simply the stones in her path to heroism. 
Ceryndra Silverflame
Dargan and Ceryndra have been bonded by many things, mutual respect, competition, admission of less fire proofness, mutual goals. But nothing more than the fight for redemption of Markus. The two rode literally to the underworld and back to ask a god how to undo the curse, and by Gaia did they do it. There are few people that Dargan trusts as heavily as he does Ceryndra, to always do that which she feels is just and right. Together he hopes that the two of them can make the plains a place in which none are feared or hunted fo the nature of their births. 
Havwarlen
While bitter rivals at first Havwarlen is Dargan's oldest ally and friend in Athesia. Th two have been on many missions of high stakes and comradery but the friendship was probably cemented when they together brought down a relentless Ramoraz. Together they were part of the front-line of defence for the mountains and formed to Terra Turtle to protect the under-mountain. The bond of OG god-cursed runs deep.
Krunk
Dargan trusts krunk, more than most, to always be krunk. And for that and endless stream fights on the same side as well as endless competing in bars with arm wrestling, drinking contests and all out brawls, Dargan enjoys Krunks company. Krunk is oe of Dargans few friend that can always make him smile, without effort. 
Terra Gaius
Terra was a much maligned figure of recent Athesian history, dragged around, forced into ridiculous events by fellow elves and left to clean up much of the mess, he was also a compulsive nudist or something for a while. Dargan gave the would be assassin a safe retirement plan and a more noble job as a bodyguard and combat instructor for his children. 
Appoline Reneux
Dargan was made aware of Appoline and her activities almost a year after arrival in Athesia. Quickly noticing her potential as a diplomat and to ensure good relations with the Drow states he made friends with her. Since her appointment to the council Dargan has maintained and exhibited a trust and respect beyond what many of the other counsellors are willing to show an "outsider". 
Lanzo Müller
Dargan spied Lanzo and his work ethic a few years ago. He welcomed both he and his collective into his lands as an experiment into fairness and farming. Dargan sponsored Lanzo's move onto the council (one that he was against) because Dargan felt that Lanzo's voice was unique and would be part of the true future of Athesia. Since the two have spend many a day discussing farming and other arable technique for the dark plains and beyond. 
Ishaq Nkosi 
Ishaq is a brother forged from conflict. A mighty desert warrior and Necromancer, They earned each other's respect and trust through and honour duel. Even though they were enemies by alliance the two were solid friends after that and spent time at each others homes and at mutual drinking holes. When Dargan built the Croquet league it was Ishaq who hosted the Games in the wastes. Recently Ishaq has introduced Dargan to Maibius a colleague and fellow servant to Nkosi, in the hopes that Dragan would sponsor him onto the council. 
===Other===
The Mountains (Fjall Eyurrass)
The God-cursed Mountains are Dargan's first home and birth place. He has many conflicting memories both sweet and sour from these lands. He is dedicated, however, to their protection and salvation. He seeks to bind the mountains and the under-mountains together as one land and adopt them both into the republic. 
The Plains (Myrkr Vollr)
The Dark plains are Dargan's second home and the first home and birth place of his wife and daughters. While Dargan is also dedicated to saving the Plains he is aware that it is the people rather than the lands that need saving and as such he attacks the problems that beset them with politics and superior infrastructures in the hopes that the people of the plains realise that the old ways are not the right ways. 
Fengar Keep
To date Fengar keep is the largest and most secure prison in Athesia, since the break in of beholders and break out of a dragon the keep is nearly indestructible. he keep itself sits in the middle of Illim lake. The lake and the Keep are named for Dargans deceased brothers as a tribute to their memory. The whole structure was built over a because by Dargan Single handedly as he came to terms with his control over nature and primal energies. The keep is also an impressive bestiary and menagerie capable of training and domesticating a great range of dangerous wildlife. 
Religion 
Dargan, as an earth warden pays the closest he has to worship and prayers to the primal and primordial spirits that power, control and are the great forces of nature that make up the world. He had a particular distrust due to his upbringing in the mountains of deities that demanded worship, and still does. His opinions has softened since meeting many religious people from the plains and seen first hand the good it can do. However he does no believe that the good done in services to organised religion outweighs the bad. He believes vehemently that the relationship between one and the divine is a personal thing and should not be classified or structured by others. So Dargan still is wary and discouraged by organised religion but no longer of the deities that such religions are beholden to. 
===Extra Fluff===
Purely Fluff Titles:
* Chief Warden of Fengar keep
* Governor of the Undermountain, the Southern Plains and the Drow Coast. 
* Founder of Terra Firma
* Founder of the Terra Turtle
* Former 10 time North God Curse Croquet champion 
* Foremost expert on Croquet and Current rule-keeper
* Love Guru
Current age: 48
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