Orys Darklyn

Orys Darklyn was a wielder of the Esperedge known as the Great Red One before dying at the hands of Kuo-toa and having his soul bound to the weapon, but consumed by the more potent soul of Nah'f Rockscale.

## History

### Early Life

Born with the name Oryx in the Oltania Rus ruled by a portion of the Rastegar kingdom ruled by an insane Duchess to loving parents. Though they didn't have much they lived well. Oryx's father was often too busy for the boy, a member of the tribe guard but would always make time to train Oryx in combat and the harshness of their world to use his strength and his will in his fighting. Oryx mother more than made up for his father's lack of guidance and time, one of the tribal healers she'd often take the boy with her on collection for herbs and as help from time to time. She taught him the ways of nature and of the spirit, the ways of his ancestor's, The way of the Bear Totem, and the nature on which this power blessed its wielder's. For much of his childhood he had a close friend and companion a young boy named Arcturus, a gifted fighter but his true strength coming from his mind, together the two boys made a formidable team, so much so that at the age of 14 they began adventuring out of the range and doing odd jobs here and there for anyone that could pay. One night they were tasked to steal an item an artifact called the Wain, a giant glowing gem said to be the heart of the Celestial Bear, the god of the Vazriel people his tribe call ancestors, from a church in the city of Oltan, capital and home of the Oltania Rus how the job needed to be done was simple to them, Orys drew the guards attention whilst Arcturus broke in and stole the artifact whilst everyone was distracted Something happened that day, what Oryx still doesnt know, but the man who exited the vault wasn't his friend. Unknowingly they'd got themselves drawn in to something big than themselves, and unable to return the artifact to their client (An Old Guard member im thinking) they fled to Oryx's home, but his father had a duty and was a man of honor. Believing that they'd finally gone to far he went to call his fellow guards. Arcturus didn't let him, and stabbed the man killing him. Arcturus proclaimed how he was going to betray them and it was neccessary, that he was looking out for them, protecting them, but

Oryx didn't care and for the first time he allowed the rage to flow through him proper, guiding his actions. They had fought besides each other for years and knew each other's fighting style well, the fight would destory Oryx's small home, and his life... as not only had his father perished, but during the fighting, his mother had been caught to this day Oryx has no idea who caused the blow that killed her. As Oryx mourned Arcturus escaped, and in the 24hrs that Oryx let him escape he enacted his plan, taking over the tribe and turning Oryx's other friends and allies against him.

When Oryx finally reached the man it was in a pool of blood and heavily outmatched.

His former friends held him down, as the man he called brother, friend, put his blade through his chest. Arcturus's final words to him echoing in his mind as he layed on the cobbles dying, "You are weak, lacking the motivation and the will to do what must be done, You are simple and broken, and now you are beaten"

Arcturus wanted him dead, so Oryx vowed to live, to spite him, his rage and betrayal a hell of a motivator allowing him to crawl, to use his knowledge to heal, to rebuild, to recover.

Recovered, and motivated by rage, and vengeance vowing to get back at his once friend, Arcturus had been right, Oryx was weak, but now Oryx was dead and Orys walked the world now, and so he headed north taking any job he could get, any source of income that saw him closer to The Old Guard that had caused this madness and closer to his once friend. No job was too dirty, no job was too harsh.

Arcturus was a monster now and to beat a monster you have to become one too.