Zyogre

## Mountains of Mordris

Zyogre was a man born in the mountains of Ukialta. Born only to the land he was raised he believed himself a being beyond that of the mortal realm and claimed his place as a descendant of the the 4th Horseman of the Apocalypse, Pestilence.

   The steep hills of the slopes sculpted a powerful physique that was reinforced by utilising tools to reinforce his toolset, yet the work was tedious and alternative methods became more enticing, a curious fellow that Zyogre was, so much so that he always thought of the potential of tasks done without the need of himself present. He daydreamed of living a life of luxury he was never given, always thinking of alternatives.

## **Caverns of Calortirus**[1]

Zyogre spent much time in the mines always needing resources for one problem or another, in a cycle of resource deficiency as figureheads always strived for greater efficiency and efforts.

One day in the mines he met another miner searching for tools to achieve greater heights he would never reach, Zyogre saw himself in this individual, yet he felt no sympathy.

For he knew he was better than his peer. It was his pride that told him such and as such was right.

Carrying a blade to the neck of his peer he forced him to mine for his materialistic wealth. With sword pressed upon the back of the miner Zyogre was able to meet a quota without having to touch a single tool, just a weapon.

This began the cycle that would allow Zyogre to live the life of luxury that he had so desired for all his years.

At 20, he owned a soul. He had managed to force their life to be nothing but quotas, forced them to mine, forced them to work. He had become their master. Not long afterwards he would have a total of 7 workers at his disposal. No longer did he even go to the mines frequently but only to make sure they knew their place down below the dirt. Some tried to resist, but those that did were forced to the depths and forced to mine their way out with their bare hands and once were embraced with the light of freedom were dragged to the depths once again to repeat the cycle.

At the age of 38 he would name a son to be called Zyros.

Zyros was not loved, nor was he tolerated. Zyogre exiled Zyros to the very mines that he had spent most of his life fearing that his son would try and overthrow him for his cruel misadventures. Therefore light was stripped from the eyes of the child, truly a fate that raised his son in only darkness.

Tolerance was not a luxury that Zyogre had the time to spare.

## Outside the Cavern

With the great profits that Zyogre was able to acquire he managed to make his way to becoming a Duke of Ukialta, one of the higher positions of civilisation. In his time he only brought prosperity to the nation by introducing the first glimpses as to what forced unpaid labour was able to accomplish.

When trade was slow he would venture overseas and trade with many of the merchants of the world yet he always kept the information he found about the world close to himself. Never sparring the truth to the low life of the citizenry.

To say Zyogre despised the people would be incorrect, he simply admired their work ethic, he was certain they admired him after all.

## Murder at Myros

Whilst out trading in the Eastern parts of the World in a new land, recently discovered by Zyogre himself for the Ukialtan people, he landed on a land of Death and Decay, a land of ruins, a land where he would die. This land's name was Myros.

When arriving at the shores of Myros after a few hours of travel across the ocean he at once began ravaging through the shrubbery until he saw a land in ruins, this land was desolate and abandoned. At such a sight he grew cautious of any power that could bring such a vast civilisation to its end.

Yet there was something far more sinister beyond those ruins, 2 men, with a sacrifice to their Ageosian Gods.

Upon immediate confrontation Zyogre engaged in dialogue, carrying a stack of iron fresh from the mines to trade, but the 2 men were aggressive in speech. They were hiding something. Before the situation played to the disadvantage of Zyogre he swiftly shot an arrow at 1 of the men who was later confirmed to be Tigetius Morelian.

Zyogre made quickly for the ground levels but the two men gave chase with arrows. With no opportunity to turn his back, Zyogre was forced to melee with the cultists Tigetius Morelian and Brasidas II Hyrcanus.

Zyogre's sword pierced the flesh of Brasidas II Hyrcanus and broke into his ribs yet his sword got stuck and Tigetius used the opportunity to slash down Zyogre. He pulled the sword out of the King's ribs covered in blood and scarred Tigetius but the wounds weren't lethal, the final blow cut him down to the ground.

Lying on the ground Zyogre lay conscious for hours before dying with no one there to save him as he bled out. He saw the wounded Tigetius pull Brasidas II out away with him and saw his possessions stolen by him as well.

He died without his wealth that he had so cherished, but in satisfaction to know that he had taken another with him.

He died smiling.