Ketrelos!

History

An ancient necromancer who long ago threatened Etera with a legion of undead. Born a living half-elf in a small town on the Incandelth Peninsula. His town filled with folks that questioned him, treated him like dirt that would never amount to anything. His father and mother the worst offenders. Early Ketrelos left his home, becoming an Archaeologist to strike a name for himself.

But despite his learning and skill, his only successful dig left him horribly disfigured from an acid trap from an old tomb. It did however, give him his first tool on his path to darkness: A lich's tome. Returning home with his new face and book of foul magic, he was mocked for his acid-burned visage. Calling upon the magic of the book, he slew his family, and burned his village to the ground.

What followed was years of adventure, Ketrelos actually joining a band of adventurers. There he met several faces, Brishana, Theon, Sir Chadris and Yashu. His friends of sorts, and with them Ketrelos became somewhat of a hero. Yet, all that time he was growing his skill, and gathering magical artifacts. Once his band split ways, Ketrelos begun his plans to rule.

Overtime he would construct his lair, Castle Greyscorn, and from within build his army of darkness. Hordes of undead, from zombies and skeletons, to banshees and vampires. The powerful necromancer a threat to Etera as a whole. A war was waged, Ketrelos and his hordes against the living. But suddenly one day, he was gone. His undead left aimless and slaughtered. Most believe that a band of heroes found and slew Ketrelos in his castle, but it is all rumor and myth.

Now, centuries later, Ketrelos has returned! Awaken from death and born a new as a graveknight. His armor magically gifted with immortality and power. The undead lord of death ready to reclaim his status again, to rebuild Castle Greyscorn, and unleash death and decay on Etera. Though a question must be asked... what force brought the necromancer back in the first place?

## Appearance

In life, Ketrelos was a pale half elf, with grim acid burns across his face and body. One would guess that beneath it all, he was once a rather handsome man, but even then death and pain had marked his life even before rising from the grave.

After being raised to undeath, Ketrelos has donned the armor of the doomknight. Dark blue/black plate that constantly swirls with negative energy that can be seen with the naked eye. His body has been maintained by some foul magic, likely the whatever spirit dwells in his doomblade that keeps him as a perfect facsimile of life, with no decay. Despite his ability to be functionally alive, he is undead, through and through.

## Personality

Little is known of what Ketrelos was like when he was living. Beyond his resourcefulness and penchant for vengeance. In unlife however, Ketrelos is a mad being, eccentric and deathly minded. He is caddish, insulting, petty, and proud, though cunning and smart enough to know when he is outmatched. Beyond that his moods seem arbitrary, as likely to smote someone for defying him or for stealing his favorite chair.

## Castle Greyscorn

Generously donated by Elyn, the newly rebuilt Castle Greyscorn stands tall, coated with a constant eerie fog. The castle comprised of many dizzying room choices, becoming almost like a labyrinth of useless corridors and pointless rooms. This is as Ketrelos requested, his castle with the layout of a maze, just like the odd mind of Ketrelos himself. His commissioned castle was placed in a place where undead like him are less frowned upon.

## Relationships

* Jin, a mortal that oddly has a friendly relationship with Ketrelos.
* Elyn, despite her moral disposition she finds less things offensive about Ketrelos than she should. This is pleasantly different.
* Brishana (First friend ever, location unknown)
* Family (Deceased)

## Goals

Rebuild Castle Greyscorn! - COMPLETE

Build an army of the undead!

Form an order of Doomknights

Kill 1000 Gnomes

## Tower of Death Pt. 1: "I'll Show you REAL Necromancy!"

How fortunate it was for the Death Lord that he awakened now when Towers of Undeath spew legions of corpses onto the Ghostlands. Ketrelos could feel the evil and necromancy seeping from the east, and the imposing undead lord saddled up on his cursed steed Gallowmere he rode towards the Ghostlands. His horse unending in its charge to the source of negative energy. Ketrelos's foul presence chilling the air around him, his horse's skeletal hooves even able to gallop over water as if it was solid ground.

Ketrelos a sight of terror, a dark rider clad in pitch black armor, ornamented with skulls and icons of death and decay. His grand greatsword at the ready in his hand, oozing vicious acid down its glowing blade. The air around him cold, the creases of his blackened armor leaking foul glowing necromagic, which swirled and covered his form.

With no care for the plans and plots of heroes to stop this source of undeath, the Death Lord rode, his horse moving with unearthly speed towards his target. Wherever these undead and negative energy was coming from, it would be laden with magic and necromatic power that Ketrelos would claim for himself! Myahahaha! With no real understanding of what was going on (Since he would be attacked in most towns) the Death Lord's plan was simple. Demand dominance of any mindless undead that impeded him.

This was Ketrelos's power, that intelligent and mindless undead were subject to. His mastery of necromancy allowing him to simply gaze at a being of undeath, and bend the creature's will to his own. Using this power, he could control scores of undead this way, the Death Lord ready to make a legion of his own to spear head his path to the source of the magic.

Though, gathering some recon as to what was going on did cross his mind, so along his way, he stopped at a small farm near the border of the Ghostlands. Barging into the home, he found a small family, consisting of a human mother, elf father, and two young half elves. Ketrelos would bellow in his shrill yet imposing voice. "IT IS I! KETRELOS! Death Lord and master of doom! Tell me mortals, all you know of the ghostlands and the undead from within, and I will spare your miserable lives!"

The parents at first were horrified, but once they responded to him about all the context he needed regarding the growing problem, they'd find Ketrelos oddly relaxed. The death lord would stay for dinner, help the farmer fix his shed (By reanimating his neighbor's deceased relatives), and had a lovely time playing games with the two children of the family. Games like tag, hide and go seek the corpse, and pin the tail on the zombie. He had a lot of fun actually, got really distracted, and ended up staying there for nearly a week.

Though once it dawned onto him that he had a mission to enact, he patted the kids' heads, told the parents about how to reanimate their own skeletons for labor, and saddled up again, ready to brave the Ghostlands.