Angel Glendark-Reach

**Angel Glendark-Reach** is the High King and August of The High Kingdom of Catania, High King of the Valrean-Catanian Commonwealth (V.C.C.) and Lord of Jorvick.

## Angel Glendark-Reach

### Affiliations

The High Kingdom of Catania, The Uraki Imperium, The Valrean-Catanian Commonwealth, Bardonia

## Geneological information

### Children

Daen Thornton Reid Corith-Glendark (son, deceased), Brinley Reid Corith-Glendark (daughter, deceased), Rodnim Ilnurson Reach-Almirion-Aulian (adopted son), Carthago "Kendal" Delenda-Reach (adopted son)

## Biographical information

### Occupations

High King of Catania, High King of the VCC

## Early life

**Angel Glendark-Reach** (birth name: Angelus Corith) was born in the city of Palovina, Second Kingdom of Paloro located in Central Haven (Southwest Rathnir). Left on their doorway by his biological parents, he was raised by a family of blacksmiths.

### Time in Palovina

Angel, at this time, didn't knew his biological parents. In fact, his adoptive family, the Corith family, never told him anything about his origin. They were poor people, part of the working class, but they had good, pure hearts. His adoptive father, Arden Corith, may've been just a blacksmith, but he managed to teach Angel the most important qualities. Qualities of a leader - passion, integrity, patience and compassion.

As a member of a working-class family, he had to start working at an early age. Activities such as farming, blacksmithing, fishing and mining were part of his daily routine. He had to help his family support themselves. Times were tough when Angel was seven, he lost his half-sister Raelly to the plague, and his half-brother Braeden was killed three years later. Braeden was always there for Angel when he needed him. Like a real brother, even though he was half his brother. After his death, the whole family was devestated. Angel's stepfather, Arden, decided to send him to a good school and teach him how to fight.

### Time in Sanctuary

Angel was clearly more intelligent than the other children in town, and his father said he deserved the opportunity to reach his potential. On his eleventh birthday, Arden sent him to school in Sanctuary, Uldarash. Every autumn and winter Angel spent in Uldarash, but returned in the spring to help with the harvest.

At a time when he was not studying and in the Sanctuary, Angel worked as an apprentice blacksmith. He knew the craft from his father. The blacksmith he worked for was a former general, and during their breakes he talked about the past wars. It was he who showed him a few tricks and the basics of swordsmanship. Angel had been interested in fighting since he was a little kid and had always wanted to be a soldier.

After five years of studying at Uldarash, Angel learned a lot and managed to save some money to move to the Empire permanently.

### Time in Kaahiru

With the money saved, Angel moved to Kaahiru. There he enlisted in the Imperial Army. At first it was difficult for him to live completely alone in the city, but then he got used to it. He invested all his free time in the craft of swordsmanship. He soon became the best in his regiment. After only a year and a half, he left Kaahiru and returned to Sanctuary.

## The third empire of Bardonia

Angel returned to the Sanctuary because he saw no development for himself in Kaahiru. During this time, the Empire had not marched into war, and the soldiers had no work other than training and guarding the borders. Angel moved to the Sanctuary, but remained in the Imperial Army.

During an event in the city, he met a mysterious woman. He didn't know she would change his life forever. The first thing he thought when he saw her was that he didn't think she was from that area. She was beautiful and tall, young, but she was not Uldarashi. She didn't look Uldarashi at all. Angel was already half drunk and decided to talk to her. Her name was Alrora Geraldine. The two talked for hours about religion, politics and culture. It had been a long time since Angel had spoken to anyone who was more than averagely intelligent. In the middle of the conversation, however, he noticed that he was mostly talking, and she was listening and asking questions. It was as if he were being interrogated. He immediately tried to change the subject and started asking her questions. Where is she from? What exactly is he doing here? She, too, was already half drunk and told him the truth. She was from Bardonia. She had come here for a while to see the world beyond the Bardonian Empire and the Sanctuary was the right place. Angel was surprised, this was the first time he had seen a Bardonian. All he knew about them were bad things he had heard from the other soldiers in his division.

He was almost completely drunk. Angel knocked down a mug on the table, pouring beer on his clothes. Angel apologized to Alrora and took off his shirt to let it dry. When he got up to put on his coat, Alrora saw something and grunted. She saw a scar and couldn't believe it. Angel, since he was a baby, had a strange scar on his chest. A small circle and in the middle - "*G*". It was as if he had been branded. Angel was too drunk to notice her surprise. Alrora knew what to do. He should not lose sight of this man. He was very important to her and her work. Two hours later, she took him to her room to make sure she doesn't lose him.

The next day she told him she had to leave. She invited him and said she wanted him to come with her. She was more than insistent. Angel didn't want to leave, but he knew inwardly that he didn't like it here anymore. He decided to come with her and deserted from the Uldarashi Imperial Army.

### Shadows of Dorasterrock

The two soon arrived in Dorasterrock. Alrora led him to a large house on the edge of a cliff. Angel was very curious and kept asking questions, but she was very good at fooling him and talking a lot, but not really saying anything important. They got inside ...

*"(....) We went in. It was dark. I could see almost nothing. Alrora knew the place very well. It was as if she had built it. She put something on the wall and the ground opened. A huge staircase. We went down. The ground closed again. It got even darker." We continued down. We went down for ten minutes. Finally, a little light. Candles. A huge room. A dark figure in the middle. Alrora slowed down and I went in first. I heard her say, "I sincerely hope you forgive me." and closed the door behind me with a bang. The door was gigantic and heavy. An iron gate. I shouted and slammed the door but without success. I was left alone. Alone with the dark figure in the middle of the room. The shadow said, in a heavy, thick voice. "Come closer." I had no choice but to listen to him. I approached. The candles on the table in the middle of the room lit him up. He was a tall, strong, stocky man. With purple eyes. Many scars. I took my eyes off the sword on his belt. As the son of a blacksmith, I knew the craft well sword was made by a master. Incredible netherite blade. He turned to me. Our eyes met. I couldn't move. He took the sword and with one fuss made a hole in my shirt. I didn't even manage to flint. He was so fast and agile, I didn't even realize what had happened. His movements were like those of ... a cat. He looked at my scar, dropped his sword and ... hugged me. In his heavy, thick voice, he said, "So it's true. I'm sorry, Reid, I had to leave you in Palovina. Otherwise you'd be dead, the times were like that. Bless the Dandelions!. I never believed in destiny, but you survived. And she brought you to us. Welcome home, Reid. "*

*I was more than confused and said, "I think you're wrong, sir. My name is Angelus Corith, I was just a soldier in Uldarash. Alrora ... she brought me here ... she ... she ... betrayed me?.*

*The mysterious man said to me, "No. Alrora brought you to the right place. You were adopted, as I suppose you know. Arden should have told you. The times were hard and we had dangerous people on our heels. To protect you, I left you in person to the Corith family. Your real name, which your mother and I gave you at birth, is Reid. Reid Glendark. You are part of a large and noble house, son, the Glendark family of Dorasterrock. The house of Eyes. The house of.. Agents. The **Shadowborn** (....) "*

*- a short story from "Angel's Diary: Shadows of Dorasterrock" by Angel Glendark-Reach.*

The truth pierced Angel. He couldn't believe it. Mixed feelings. The strongest feeling was anger. Angel was angry with Alrorа. She lied to him. But what did Alrora have to do with these people? With "his" family ?. He later learned that Alrora was working with the Glendark family. She was their closest subordinate.