Elros Samaelson

Elros (deceased) is the son of Lazarus Samaelson, specifically his second son. They lived in Marewauk, but after five years of being there it decayed and collapsed into ruins. Without a home and without a childhood his father had a plan, to move into ukailta’s capital and continue their religious practices there. However, just as they settled there the nation went to war. An economic collapse had ruined Lazarus, after he sent his two sons out into the world to flee war.

With no home, barely any world experience, and little food, they wandered onward, eventually finding themselves in a frozen bay. Their legs couldn’t take them any farther, and the two collapsed into the snow. When all hope was lost, a group of travelers also lost in the tundra appeared. They set up a tent and began to plot what to do, for the travelers had also fled from war, and had nowhere to go.

The group eventually came upon the conclusion of making their own place to live. The problem was, they did not know who should rule. Elros’s brother stood up, holding a deck of cards, and slammed them on the ground. He proclaimed the only way to decide was a game of cards. The group played through the day and night, not sleep nor hunger stopped them.

By the end of the game the brother had won with a full hand of aces and a joker. The men agreed on his victory and began constructing a small town. They nicknamed the brother “Ace” for his amazing play. However this time was not peaceful, for as they built, Elros discovered a terrible secret. Ten years after the founding, while looking at the progress on his brother's keep, he saw a jacket on the ground, the same one used in the card game. Curious as to why it was just laying on the floor he picked it up by the bottom. Cards began to fly out of the sleeves, aces of all kinds. He was furious with the king. He stormed into the keep and demanded for the false king’s presence.

The Ace walked down from his chamber and met with Elros.

“You cheated Fali!” proclaimed Elros as he stared into his brother's eyes.

“Look Elros, if this is one of your inane attempts at a joke I’m not falling for it. I have a busy itinerary today and can’t be bo-”

“The game of cards, ten years ago, the one that elected you as king!”

“... Elros, are you accusing me of fraud?”

“Did Laz teach you NOTHING? He would be so disappointed right now.”

“Yes, disappoint in you for trying to frame your own brother for a crime he never committed.”

“At least I didn’t rig a jacket with ALL ACES!”

“... So you do know, well brother, I’ll give you a couple options. One, leave Kalresit and never return, or two, fight me.”

“W-what? Fight you?”

“You talked to me about this because you obviously wanted us to have a new Ace, otherwise you wouldn’t have said anything. So, fight me for it.”

“I-... don’t want to hurt you.”

“You think you will? How pathetic, I’ll leave the duel with your head on a plate and your corpse in the ocean.”

“FINE! I’ll… fight you.”

The snow glimmered as they both drew their swords. As citizens and children gathered to watch, Elros struck the final blow and toppled the liar. As the snow settled and Elros fell to the ground in tears from both injury and loss of his brother, he had obtained the throne of Kalresit.

The crowning ceremony was a short one, for the newly crowned Ace did not want to be seen crying over his brother’s ruby red crown. He stared at its whtie pearls, and shed a tear as he put it on.