Tralixy Gaho

*'Based in the Battle of the Lords plotline'*

## Tralixy

Tralixy was a high mage who joined the Arkiynia Crew to help save Polodias from Lord Orjarj in the final battle that will take his life. Tralixy was a curious soul who always looked out for others, in his life he accomplished many things however all would take a turn for the worst when he is forced to go into hiding in an unstable realm of heartbreak and torment. Tralixy would come back stronger than before only to find out that his friends are gone, and the only person standing from his crew is Windy. Fuelled to keep Arotino's legacy alive and keep Arkiynia from the clutches of the most powerful being he has ever faced, Tralixy sides with a group of adventurers on a mission to warn the Kingdom of its impending doom and fight for the survival of their realm.

## High Mage Status

Tralixy was born proficient with the Illusion class of magic, however he honed his skills Geomancy and Divination in Draere, where he was stuck for years surviving in the hellscape wasteland.

### Classes:

- Illusions (Proficient in from a young age)

- Conjuration (Studied at School)

- Geomancy (Learned)

- Divination (Learned in Draere)

His spells where cast through gestures most commonly points. Tralixy would point at their target and the spell they were casting would eminate out of their figuretip down their arm and ultimately bursting out with energy

## Early life

Born in 1695 in Etreare, Tralixy was raised in the small town of Okiro.

Tralixy as a young child was playful, curious to the world around him and marvelled at the great spectacles his parents would show him. Tralixy would frequently visit a local wood smith with his mother, the wooden elves and goblins created by Mr. Holgrot was a staple of his early childhood and ultimately leading into his fascination of elvish magic and creatures. Tralixy lived a tranquil life, not rich but not poor, living a small 1 bedroom stable with his parents and their horse. At age 9 his interest in magic sparked when he find out about his ability to cast illusions, unable to harness the power but so desperately wanted to master it. He would wander outside at night, against his fathers will to practice his Illusions in the forest, using glowing mushrooms and fireflies around him to create figures of light that would embrace him.

Tralixy sought to hone his magical skills in the prestigious academy located in the city of Saidek, he wanted to enrol in the class of Conjuration magic in hopes of becoming a performer, he saved his gold from early childhood all the way up to 17 where he applied to the school of novice mages. Gaho studied the arts of conjuration and harnessing two powerful classes of magic. He made one friend by the name of Louisy, she flunked all her classes, only could conjure a few small birds, but she adored his ability to effortlessly care for everyone, she strived to be like him, but Tralixy couldn't see that. Tralixy was a dreamer, with a passion to see the realm, to explore what this plane of existence had to offer.

During break of school Louisy went back to \_\_\_. Gaho made friends with the local 'pirate' Arotino in Saidek. Frequently Tralixy would meet Arotino out in the plains, embracing in conversations and subtle gestures of attraction, as their relationship became more than small acts of lust and feelings. Arotino, a perfect man in Tralixy's eyes, their tender voice allured Gaho into joining him on his journeys sailing the seas of Polodias like a siren. Tralixy was interested in his ability to travel far and wide across the seas, his documentations of landmarks, islands and Arotinos witty commentary. Something about him was different from all Gaho's love interest, his ability to woo Gaho into a sense of security and comfort was unmatched. Tralixy joined on board his ship exploring the vast lands this realm had to offer.

### Explorations

From an expedition to Arkiynia in Arotino's ship they arrived back at shore to see the ongoing destruction of Saidek and a massive portal that lead to another realm, in their efforts to save the people of Saidek they brought as many people aboard the ship to Arkiynia but Tralixy was taken by Alzuin and transported to Dreare.

## Mid life

Tralixy spent years stuck in the realm of Dreare.

Tralixy was transported to a new realm, the realm of Draere, Created by Fjidai. They stood on the steps of a massive obelisk, there was a giant being of pure chaos knelt at the centre, The Lord Fjidai, he was holding the roof of this realm up, preventing it from crushing everyone in its collapse. This obsidian monolith was built around him to stabilise the realm and potentially help Fjidai get out of his perpetual torment. Alzuin stood in silence for a few minutes and Tralixy took his new surrounding in. Dust fills the air, desolate and empty yet sprawling with life. This was all new.

"Alzuin.. where are we? Where did you take me?"

"This is another realm. My master Fjidai, He created this Realm and is now in immense pain and suffering. He is stuck and I want him safe"

"That's impossible, how can someone create their own realm?"

"He ascended to a higher power, I didn't see it, but I felt it. He left me and I was lost, until I learnt how to realm walk and found him again, in this state"

Tralixy looks around, and sees the cities in the distant, clay like structures with lights iluminating the darkness. "I, this is a whole new world..."

"And Fjidai created it"

"How do we help him?"

The Highmages where taken, lives where lost and I was in the cusp of it all, I grabbed the arms of people as I lifted them out of rubble and passed the bodies, this foul stench of copper filled the air. The tower was falling but with the help of a few mages we conjured supports to lessen the impact on surrounding buildings and save a few more civilians. The destruction wasn't near complete as the last thing I remember from that realm was the eyes of a mother grasping onto my pant leg before she was brutally severed in half by falling debris. There I was from one place to another, I remember falling backwards onto the ground, blood stained hands as the darkness loomed. I sat there confused. Had I suffered the same fate as the others? Have I died? Where is Arotino? Where am I? I clutched onto my chest, then my pockets only to find some spare gold I had left, matches and thread. The darkness was broken by a slight glimmer from what looked far away. As I stabled myself I slowly walked towards the light, my head raced through possible scenarios, as i shuffled towards the light the space opened up into this gigantuous cave, with small shimmers of light and small towns that scattered this wasteland. I wondered for days, weeks and months trying to figure out where I was. Everything was different, the inhabitants spoke a different language and I learnt to survive. The harsh climates of rock forced me to adapt to the environment. One of the ways I kept myself safe was learning Geomancy and learning to blend in. The day I ventured out to the Gradiosph is when I learnt the true reason I was here. There sat a giant obsidian monolith with a god kneeling before it holding the roof with its arms, the Rokaph would come to this being to pray and offer sacrifices. This God, or more accurately Lord was named Fjidai.